Early morning of 3am, my pointer finger...
The haunted thought of this has turned into a...

I feel as thought I am intoxicated, intoxicated by...
as if I'm drowning in the black haunting shadow in...

Sorry for the hopes,
Sorry for the dreams...

I dare you,
say it like you mean it...

Everything that you say and do,
Slowly shows of what is inside of you...

Number of chances day after day,
You are here now, and your here to stay...

Remember that note I wrote you?
It explained of what I felt for you...