And the blood from your neck, still stains my hands

Dreaming of things so impossible

Only if i chould take your pain, and frame it, and put it on my wall...

Shattered shards of glass faintly resemble an image of your broken heart

Your words are deadly weapons, killing me, destroying me

These walls are paper think and everyone heres every little sound

So what can it be, no one hears me call. echos back at me, no ones there

"this is to dying in another's arms and why i had to try it.."

My gift to you, my heart was yours.

Remember, cuz thats all you can do...