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It's me I hate, not you at all |
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I am my own medicine, |
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Turned into a poison. |
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I think I gave you a lot, |
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And not enough... |
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I know Tortured myself, same as you, |
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Without losing my sanity. |
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Where's my applause? |
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I see no reason to live in |
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Hell. How can life make me feel so incomplete? |
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I had a weakness and my walls came down |
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My tears won't reach the ground. |
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Burn my new wound. |
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I know I cannot feel regret for anything |
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If I was numb, |
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I'd end this once and for all |
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I feel the burn, still... |
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I cannot face this day, my guards are down |
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I cannot love myself... weak, sad clown. |
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I see myself, in fading colors, |
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I see no hope there, where |
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I always used to... |
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I fear your words, the things they mirror. |
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Maybe that is all |
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I am, just a reflection... please help me... |
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I see no reason to live in |
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Hell, When you smile, you make me feel incomplete. |
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But it's all ending, the clock's rewinding, |
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We don't mean anything to me. |
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You think |
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I killed this silence for us to make things right. |
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The words are loaded, once connected, |
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One torso, one head, |
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One solid reason, the pain! |
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If love's the neck, kept us together, and apart... |
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Now it's broken! |
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There is no cast, no salvation, |
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When it is broken, it will stay that way, |
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Believe me when |
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I say this |
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I would not if |
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I did not care! |
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Tears don't mean anything, if we don't know when we're sorry. |
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No one will win today we can't play this game... this way. |
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We cannot soar and still stay on the ground, |
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Don't wanna see me, hear me, hate me... |
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Hate, hate, hate, hate |
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Hate, hate, hate, hate! |
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Jealousy's a phantom, |
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Something that was never, ever meant to find me, |
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But now its pale green eyes have destroyed everything. |
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You know how it must hurt, and |
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I know, There is nothing you've done to deserve this. |
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Apology's a policy, |
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Sometimes it really has to be, it's kept me afloat thus far... |
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This sure nuf's one nice loose noose, perfect times... |
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Are we happy in this hell? |
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Is there someone who can measure, |
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Whose pain is bigger? |
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It all has ended, the clock's rewinded. |
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We don't mean anything to me. |
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You think |
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I killed this silence for you to end the night. |
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The words are loaded, unprotected, |
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One torso, no head, |
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One valid reason, the life's suspended |
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If love's the neck that kept us together, and apart... |
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Now it's broken... |
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There's no cast, no real solution, |
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When it is broken, it will stay that way. |
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Believe me when |
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I say this |
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I would not if |
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I did not care. |
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Who needs who, when and what the hell for? |
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Who wants to suffer and be hardcore? |
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And who's strong enough to peel off the dead skin? |
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I cannot face this day, my guards are down... |
