I don't know what to say to you,
but what's the poitn anyways...

"Where the Hell are you
when I need you?&quot...

The way their faces curved into a frown,
It made my eyes water and stomach churn...

Abused and bruised,
That is my past...

When life calls for a friend,
there's no one better than you...

We each take turns with the cutthroat,
and we pick-pocketed his waistcoat...

We walk down the street limply,
unlike those kids who walk slickly...

His mind is clouded with black judgement.
Fear of what was and what could be...

"I can't seem to get my heart over you;
you creep into everything I do.&quot...

My heart beats in a scratchy tune,
I'm sick of this melody finally...

Sometimes the way they'd look at me
would tend to drive me crazy...

"Say when
And my own two hands will comfort you...