I hate knowing
all the pain Ive received...

I hear the voices
calling out to me...

Old scars
not completely healed...

Shes in the back of my head
i cant seem to let her go...

I hate to know
the fact that I'm here...

You sit on your throne
judging me, how does it feel...

"i could tell you a secret..
but would you believe it...

Since the day we've met
ive been noting in my mind...

You cant wish for anything better to happen when...