The Empty Bottle Hits The Table,
At The Beging It Was Full...

My Fingers Slowly Trace
Over The Raised Scare...

I Will Take Every Sharp Object I Can Find
And Cut Till I Lose My Mind...

You Say I Still Got The Opportunity
And To Never Give Up On You...

That High You Get
When All He Does Is Smile...

I Count The Minutes Between Messages
I Read Each One Over And Over...

That Day I Lost You,
I Was Blinded Of Things To Do...

When Word Arn't Enough
And You Can't Comunicat...

What Do You Do
When She Walks Away...

I Told My Self I Would Never
I Would Just End Up Hurt...

Your Phone Lights Up In The Darkness
Reading The Message As It Doesn't Absorb...

I Look At This Girl Standing Before Me,
Wondering What It Would Be Like...