She's thinking about him again
It's like he's branned in her head...

Inside i am dying,
Slowly rotting away...

My answer never changes,
The same old line i say...

These nights of endless tears
are driving me to disappear...

Remember the late nights
The phone calls in the dark...

Broken
Shattered...

Do you see that girl alone ?
Can you see her cry...

Why is it so hard to go on
I always thought i was strong...

Although i cannot see you,
My Angel, i am always here...

With a bottle of beer and a pouch of dope
He was off two his secret place...

My road was turned to dust
my emotions frozen still...

These bruises are getting to hard to disguise
The more make up i put on the more I've lied...