I love you the best
So much more than the rest
I can't believe this love
Is more beautiful than a dove
But when I look at your face
All I see is wonder and grace
You hold my heart above your head
Until everything else I "love" is dead

I watch my hands
Destroying that mirror
And I finally understand
That I am a killer

Not only is the mirror breaking
But I am too
And I know that I am hating
The one staring back through

Nobody can hate me
As much as I do
Now you can see
What has been hidden from you

People say they love me
But they love the fact that they aren't alone
Would they live on in glee
If all that was left of me was my bones

I know I have nobody
And I guess I don't care
I've never lived comfortably
Only in despair

So this is the end
Of this mirror of mine
No more time to pretend
This is the end of my line

Black sky
Bright lights
It's all I see at the moment
The time when everything I love dies
Is still not the time I will cry

To see those lights fade away
And to see that nobody stays
Is so painful and all too wonderful to know that I was right
Because now I know why I will cry
The reason is that they all lied

So now that I know what is true
I will go on without you
I've been hurt so many times in my life
So the hurt I feel is nothing now
It is just like how you will soon turn out

I am going mad
But don't you dare feel sad
I don't want your pity
This isn't a "feel better committee"

I laugh at everything
And all I hear is ringing
ringing ringing ringing
Of the doorbell in my mind
Someone must be trying to get inside!

Not once have I let someone in
Do you think it could be an assassin?
Maybe this person is trying to make me sane
Well their efforts are obviously in vain

Once you are gone you can never come back
Peace of mind is what I am lacking
lacking lacking lacking
All the friends I could of had
They're not like me, they are not mad

Is my love for you
An old dream
A weird thought
A drowned memory
Cold realism

Hurts alone
Sitting quietly
Wondering of what went wrong
Trying to find the answer
Looking for a sign of hope
When will it come
Please let it come
I beg you

is something that cant be given
its a feeling to be earned
a passion to be held tightly
without hesitation
or remorse of earning it once before
if you have this love
keep it close
because some day
you'll need it