The fool in me
careless to see what you really meant to me...

Together we were strong.
Together there was a bond...

Once i thought i knew you,
took every single thing for granted...

I came, i saw,
I didn't like it at all...

To want,
To desire...

Screaming out loud, in the dark of the night...
But nothing is there...

Trust is what gets you through the day, the thing...
A friend who will never tell a soul...

The things i said were never good enough, i tried...
Now I'm so screwed up i can't even talk straight...

Screwed up again,
nothing new i guess...

To be rejected is everything i thought it would...
Nothing good about it...

The physical essence of purity,
in a sense of delicate, compassionate, lust...

Life's a facade its a facade,
every single day...