You couldn't even win the battle
What makes you think you could win this war...

This lie calls for silence,
With just a dash of regret...

A sporadic ring of memories
A heart it starts to bleed...

I'll try to make you understand
With these endless words I write...

I play with the pills in my pocket
Wondering how many I'll take...

Sitting here scared
I know what's to come...

I wanted to pick up the pieces
Of a broken, shattered me...

Why can't I be happy?
Why can't my soul be free...

Razor to the wrist
The deepest cut I've ever made...

A place where you are happy
Of sorrow no one knows...

Somewhere along the storyline you lost it.
You tried not to, but you were played...

In the winter breeze
The moon glows on the asphalt...