My eyes carry the heavy burdens that surround me,
It’s been so long since I've seen my tears,
Now no one will come running to my defense,

My sanity.

But they all want a part of the cake,
Keep it all behind your demons and listen to me,
We have problems only the pure can help,

My purity is about to run out.

That flower of a girl.
she's delicate as can be,
every movement so divine.

The innocents in her smile.
Guilt's me,
Making me want to renounce my wicked ways.

One day I will.
and be happy,
Truly joyful for my life.
Our life.

Through the speakers silence,
I swallowed my pride,
I excepted it,
and,
I hated everything about it.

I'd rather you be my cancer,
Then this pack of 4.95
Cruising down the that road,
Maybe for the thousandth time.

Like the smoke exhaled from my lungs,
Blowing in the wind till it's out of sight,
When you're around I'm at a lack of words,
Shortness of breath from the cigarettes.

I want to love you I want to help you,
We both have our wounds,
Yours are external to show the pain,
Mine being internal to show no weakness.

Smoking this cigarette ever so slowly,
You disappear in to the distance
As does my last smoke of the night,
I will save you but I need it first.