I wrote this one with my friend Curtis.
Love is sweet but revenge is sweeter...

Through this window,
though hard to see...

Mirrors and windows, her greates fear.
She hides pain well while her heart skips beats...

All alone, her only thoughts
are of summer nights and stars that blind...

She wakes up in the same house
She's lived in for years...

(p.s. this is really long.)
I don't know why we tried so hard...

I don't love you.
I don't need you...

There's something out there,
someplace I want to reach...

I'm sick of shallow endings, ones with stories...
Give me another story clouding up reality with...