Innocent years were the best of our lives,
But all we wanted then was to grow up...

I could always look at you and walk away,
Pretending like I never heard a word you said...

You walk in and I say hello,
You simply walk out the door...

&& usually im the type of person that...
&& usually im the type of person that...

Your eyes are my looking glass into the world,
Without them I cannot see...

Hands as cold as ice,
Eyes bloodshot and tired...

I don't think you can see me,
You jump everytime you hear my voice...

Here I am in a room with no light
Listening to your voices from next door...

Hearing the sound of my fingers hit the keyboard,
Looking at the picture thats encoded in my heart...