Shaking hands reach for small pink lips.
Empty eyes know the floor...

It's tough to say that I'm perfectly happy
I've asked this question once before...

This is a lot darker than I normally write, so be...
My own hands granted your greatest wish...

She saved me.
Took me back to where I wanted to be...

First my happiness, then my mind
I've nothing left to lose...

Over, over, over.
Did I ever tell you I hate that word...