We are dirt, we are alone |
The hurt inside is fading |
So ill smile in the dark |
The candle is bleeding |
~dont smile at me anymore |
So dangle my life on a string peaced to a bloody needle |
- So long - |
" i would rather have had one touch...of her hand...one kiss...of her mouth...then an iternity without it." |
Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees. |
There's a voice in my head telling me why I should hate you, |