You actually died
I actually care...

You know where to go
you know you're still lost...

Skinny as a stick
as she walks by...

I wish you'd take a second look
i wish you'd read me,like a book...

Are you okay
are you alright...

Shes ready to get me,
at my darkest hour...

I always see you standing there
sometimes it seems like you dont care...

Her words echo
like drums in my ear...

The anger,
the suppressed pain...

The burn bites deep
into her perfect skin...

Ignoring the pride
ignoring the pain...

I know you don't care
I know you dont see...