Ever,
there is no after...
I have a closet filled with skeletons,
dead bodies under my bed...
These hands holding yours on your wedding day are...
These are the hands that will work along side...
Sand falling everywhere,
surrounded by glass walls...
Why did you cut so deep?
the knife so sharp...
Put the plate in front of me...i dare you,
stand there and wait till i eat it...
Everyone knows about love,
Lady Gaga sings about the game...
I want to find that guy that puts a smile on my...
not a mask...
That feeling of "i seriously give up"...
hands quit moving...
I was just a regular guy,
regular 17 year old...
Make it go away,
Let me die...
Their daughter goes to there graves,
She wrote them a letter and left it next to both...