Being in your arms again feels so right... but why do i feel like it's so wrong?

I'm still hurt for what you put me through, but i just don't show it anymore.

Patched hearts, numbed souls

Just when you think it's all over, you kick it, in pure anger, and what do you get... perfection.

Like's like dominos, someone pushes the first one, and the rest fall down, then you just have to wait for someone to pick them back up again.

Beyond all of her imperfections, that filly's perfect in my eyes

Jaded with the memory of us

And you tell me now how much i mean to you

I'm
Oblivious
Knocked down
Apathetic
Yearning

The angel is grazed over in stone