Cry me a river they say
if only they knew
that tears are not what create the rivers
but the emotions
that become from their journey

if I passed would you look for me
if I was gone from here would you care
if I was buried in the ground would you mourn
why would you care about someone like me
some broken
person...

fields of red
lines of roses
all seem to shed their tears
a lay and stare

roses don't care
so why do I
always taking on red
blazing burning red

blood that talks and sings
but dies and falls
and in all of this
well I'm not worth it

always going around in circles
and you never once came
to show me the way

you
in my eyes
burning imprint
why won't you leave
in my heart and mind
I never knew you had so much power
but now I'm lost
in eyes so dangerous
and without a cause

I am not a slave to you
I am my own and I will not
be tied down by the words
of a demon like you

a cold sad truth
I won't ever be complete
without you
or have I...
already lost it

stitch my mouth
one at a time

stealing words
from smoke

a dream
from my head