When I bury my heart,
I'll bury it with a mountain of gold,
In the hopes you would dig it up.
What use is there in having more than I can spend,
When I haven't got the one I want to spend it on?
I have achieved everything I could dream of in my career and I have made it my life,
At the cost of my wife,my child,my friends.
When digging holes becomes too much,
Then I'll drink everything I earn,trying to drown out this nagging feeling that I've lost everything,
Buying the cheap way out,the fast way out.
I would sell all but one of my days on earth just to spend that one with you,
But that's not what you want,I'm not what you want.
I'm so tired of not sleeping,of not eating,
Of creating this beautiful art day in and day out,
Changing people's lives covering scars,
Helping them feel good in their bodies,
But never sharing my accomplishments with you has made me numb to the happiness I bring.
When I said forever,
I meant it,
With every fiber of my being I meant it,
I just didn't realise that 'forever' would be me waiting for you until I drown in the poison from a bottle or by the memories left behind.