The young girl hides many lies
she hides the scars deep...

I drift along a quiet river
settled there a sometime ago...

I stand here with this cold steel blade,
trying to fight off the fear...

I live in a world of constant fear,
a place I've called home for many years...

Crooked pictures,
of memories fleeting...

I traded it in for a new soul
I gave up my heart to make myself whole...

*another song*
There is this part of me...

(I'm sorry he stood you up.)
On that night she sat alone...

How cruel is a heartless promise,
now that you don't feel for me...