This room cold and quiet
I sit next to you shivering...

Look a little harder.
Look through her instead of at her...

A new life every moment of this fresh day,
Another death every moment of this fading day...

Look up for once,
Because you're always looking down...

With hope just admist the horizon,
I can see it very clear...

This is all just part of being alive
This is how you screw it up...

Sitting here writing poetry
thinking about our bad chemistry...

I miss you desperately
I miss your smile, your touch...

I can see your insides
i see black when i look into your eyes...

I went to reach for your hand
But it wasn't there...

And as our heroes pass away,
We will toss flowers into their graves...