There has been times, even 
I didn磘 care. 
And it wouldn磘 even matter if no one else was there. 
And trust was just a word; 
I was far from despair. 
Now it磗 broken trust for my fragile faith to bare. 
And now I know it磗 not you to blame. 
Yeah I really know, it磗 not you 
I have to blame. 
Sitting here in a hole, the sky磗 lit so dimly. 
My mind is spinning confusion, my spine is both hot and cold. 
This hole is dark and wet now, it磗 here 
I dwell with betrayal. 
I磎 lying face down in the mud, will someone please pick me up?