Here I am,
Writing this letter...

Deep wounds,
Hidden inside...

What happens to fallen angels, that don't have...

I know what you mean.
I know what you want...

Love shouldn't have to be explained,
or justified...

What happened to the angel,
That once lived inside of you...

Do you ever miss me,
Do you ever think about me...

I can't believe this,
Your memory still haunts me...

They've come before,
The ones who pretended...

I feel stupid,
Writing these poems for you...

These teardrops flow,
Like the blood through my veigns...

Sling 'em,
Throw 'em...