My heart is torn
Torn in two
Your love you swore
You swore was true

How do I choose
What can I do?
There's too much to lose
And I won't lose you

Now where do I go?
Where can I go from here?
My feelings I can't let show
My feelings I so... Fear...

Resisting my addiction...
Pain.

My own form of art,
My scars.

A shower to wash you off
Water to wipe the tears
Steam to cloud your memory
A shower is the remedy

You don't need to be well planted,
or perfectly taken care of
to bloom beautifully.
Though weeds grow on their own
they can still be quite beautiful.

Little fighter,
tiny soldier.
Playing with tractors and trains,
don't grow up.
You're too young to feel these pains.

Little fighter,
tiny soldier.
A father who left you so long ago,
a drunken addict.
Whom you should never have to know.

Little fighter,
tiny soldier.
Playing your games all day,
what is it like?
Secretly just hoping "this dad will stay"...

Little fighter,
tiny soldier.
Always protected by a careful mother,
be careful fighting the war called life...
I worry about my little brother.

Who we were
Is not who we are
And who we are now
Is not who we have to be

I lie awake
I can't sleep
I want to
But I don't want to
I want to dream of you
But then when I wake
It was all a lie
You don't care
You won't be there
What do I do?

I want to fall asleep
But I hope I don't wake up without you.

Your pain hurts me
Much more
Than those words you say...