With every last drop of passion in me
i hate myself...

It's time for a final goodbye,
my lover, my friend...

It's a hazy fog I'm in
Since this started...

You play me
like a piece...

These lips of mine,
have been many places I'd like to forget...

Here's to a new year,
a toast to start it off right...

Look up to the heavens
and fall to your knees...

It is all the cycles that I have had,
Of repetitive self-inflicted pain...

Love means to me:
An ended relationship...

Its so simple
so easy to explain...