Two dead men fighting
A blind man keeping score...

Before you, my world was dark,
Like a star, you lit up my night sky...

Mother I want you to know a secret,
Something I keep hidden deep inside...

She sits there alone in the night crying
The rain mixes in with her salty tears...

She sits there with the knife in one hand
This is her friend, and with her it stands...

A small cry escapes her sweet red lips,
As she cuts deep into her wrist...

She begins to cry; her mascara running,
Washing away the fake beauty; oh how it made her...

She sits there;
Arms around herself...

Her time is almost up
Her time is ticking...

I miss how you kiss me
I miss your hugs...

I am smiling can't you see?
Don't you know...

If only I could say what I want to say
Speak my mind...