No one knows what is going through
your head
people can see that your hurt, but no one can see your broken.
A smile? A quick fix? but your still damaged..
tossed to the back of the pile because who wants
'something' that is broken?
no one will understand the damage you've caused
but you still control me
even though i have your guts i never want you anywhere but with
me
you've hypnotised my with your twisted games
you've made me do things that i will take to my grave
but i still love you
eventhough loving you is suicide
i may be alive but im not living
this is the way you've left me.