I found something
I wasn't looking for it though

They were hidden carelessly
Next to your lighters and your getaway high

Why did you keep them?
What purpose do they serve you?

I counted them carefully
Nine, one less than whe you took them from me

I took one, and closed the drawer
What's one more going to hurt?

I promise I'll stop
Starting tomorrow

Nothing's more lonely than 2 AM in my bed.
Nothing's more crazy than the dreams in my head.
Nothing's more lethal than the words that I say.
Nothing's more saddening than the songs that I play.

Everything's perfect cause you think that I'm fine.
Everything's joyful because I got the chance to shine.
Everything's ruined because I burned it all to flames.
Everything's history when I forget all their names.

Something has to give, whether it's my heart or my soul.
Something has to be accomplished, for that is your goal.
Something has to be presented, for all the world to see.
Something that you forgot, that demons roam in me.

Finally I've figured out just what is really best.
Finally I've decided to give up all the rest.
Finally I'll just drown my sorrow in a cold one tonight.
Finally I'll just live with it cause it'll be alright.

It's 1 AM and I'm alone again,
Simply existing like matter in space.
Frozen in the cold front that emptiness brings,
Cloaked in the darkness where loneliness breeds.
Through sullen eyes and an unforgiving mind,
I see something shine bright and clear: you.

Not you, the one who left me behind,
Your shine comes with a tint of rust.
You no longer glisten in the sun, but burn.
Your light you shine never showed your true color.
It was because of you that my darkness grew,
And began to engulf the light I'd shine.

Not you, the one who I burned out.
In my darkest hour you shined your light.
But my soul by then was a black hole.
Your light got lost in the dead of night.
And so you fled, before I found the light again.
Left alone to fight demons in the dark.

It is you, the one I've yet to truly see.
Your light shines too bright to see your face.
But I can feel your warmth, even in this cold.
Your light is a beacon of hope that I'll run towards.
At the end of the tunnel could be two things.
I just hope my heart won't burn out my eyes.