They laugh,
they make it all a joke...

I have this place,
where I am at...

Criss-cross,
around the dot...

My heart is scarred with pain.
It's mising a piece because of you...

This gap inside me,
Is widening, darkening...

Tonight,
the lights do not shine...

You don't mean a thing!
Nothing...

As you lay before me,
on the cold,damp ground...

My mistakes,
are problems for you...

Key in the numbers,
two by two...

You are the problem.
Don't you understand...