The night falls as if slain by the sun,
cold and alone are we...

Folding into pieces
making a paper rose...

Burning...
burning into ashes...

Don't worry about me
I'll be alright...

The world goes quiet
so i try to scream...

All in vain
my life...

The night when we sat outside
Together, our fingers tangled...

As i cry out to this
uncaring world...

All this while I'm
thinking, dreaming...

As dust dances in the air,
the pain looms at the doorframe...

You patched my heart, you patched my wrists,
but why...

Shattered glass, shattered lives
shattered hearts, and shattered knives...