You were my best friend,
you said it was till the end...

My haunting, my brother
you take my words and twist them...

They were all ways there,
waiting for you...

The little cuts on my arm,
i say that they do no harm...

How can i explain the pain of tears?
running down my face...

Not all my scars show on the outside,
the ones that do are memories i dont need 2 hide...

The darkness....
like the deep, black middle of the night...

When its dark I feel at home,
when i'm out i feel alone...