My back still carries the impression of your bed, and the ghost of what we were still dwells inside my head.

And I'm tired of stifling tears to stay strong when I am weak, It seems that love whall elude me, yes it seems hapiness is for the meek

But then why am I so tired, and how am I not broken yet

This turbid current of pain sets me afire, I swim in seas of regret

Why do I feel so desperate now, I keep kiling off all my needs

I tear every piece of myself down, but it only builds walls of misery that will never let me be

My heart still bears the confessions you rended from my soul

The only reason I'm losing it is because I so desperately seek control

I'm to tired to go on living far to awake to die, So how shall I live happily when I keep living in a lie

How do I feel so lonely now, what's so different from those thousand times before

The need for being precious to you somehow, makes me into the same old tired whore

Everytime I die a little more when it gets this way, And maybe I can kill myself off completely some day

Until then I'll just sit here and cry, inside, Because I only seem to exist when I can hide

And every time I justify a lie, just to get a little peace of mind

If you can't see me, I'll be fine, Yes I'll be fine, this heart is mine,

But I must never forget the parts of my soul, I sold to keep me in  your mind

Hush now adn find comfort in my arms, in this weakness I wish you no harm

I wish for solace behind your eyes, and wish you could see how every day away from you I die

But how selfish is that? So I'm never coming back, just drop me off at home I'll be fine