You said that Im different,
that I'm not the same person you fell in love with,
Yet I never changed,
You were blinded by my perfections,
That you didn't see my flaws,
And just like an artist falls in love with their painting,
You fell in love with the painting you've created of me,
You never did know who I was,
You only knew the person you thought I was.

A cold breeze passes through me,  
It seems it happens everytime you are near,
How can you look so full of life?
When everything inside you is dead,
It's crazy to think that someone who was so close,
Has become so distant,
And someone who left you sweet memories,  
Has become the reason for your pain.

Late at night I lay awake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take,
This world of mine is too much to bare,
These demons of mine don't play fair.

All I ask is for me to depart,
Cause I'm tired of this Life,
It's tearing me apart.

So send me an invitation,
So I can feel a sensation,
I beg of you to end my story.

Sometimes i wonder if your mind holds me dear, as mine does to you
If my smile strucks you, as yours does to me,
It seems it's only when I look into your eyes that I feel happiness
That only your voice can guide me
And only your warmth saves me
I lay down everynight hoping that my melody reaches your heart,
That my words reaches your mind,
That my roses reaches you,
I hope that in the end my gifts are as good as the ones you keep giving me.

Sometimes I wish I can find my monster in the dark places of my room
It's better knowing that it's all in my head
Then to see my monster through a reflection

It's time to wake up,
Watch as the fantasy you've created crumbles
As every painting you've created rips
It's time to wake up,
Look around as you see your beautiful lie become ugly
And your warm summer days become cold winter nights
It's time to wake up,
Hear as the noises of the day transform into the silence of the night
And the once busy streets change into abandon dreams
It's time to wake up,
Because there's no use hiding reality's blows
if it eventually disguises itself,
As the shadows of your lies

When I saw only dark,
you showed me the light
when I can only hear sadness,
you played me a melody
when I had no one around me
you came to me
but now that you're gone if feels like all the  roses you had left
are slowly dying
And I try everyday to keep them alive but they just won't stay
Soon enough all these roses would die and this field would be nothing more then a graveyard full of demons
I guess it's best that I give the roses that you've given me to someone else,
and hope that their graveyard
turns into a field of roses.