The most i put up with you
what hurt most was the things you threw...

Once upon a bloody day
when all the colors turned to gray...

Whenever i walk away from a problem
it somehow will always return...

My tears have dried
from all the pain...

People long for beauty to last
wanting things they cannot have...

Out of the many things you say
"Nothing" hurts the most...

As time goes by you'll know what i mean
the times in the dark you'll see what I've seen...

Should I trust him
to have me...

Sleep soundly tonight
there will be silence in the dark...

At night i dream
things of you...

My eyes start to water
whenever you go out the door...

That very feeling
of being loved...