Everyday that dawns, you slip away a little more. The distant stare, the apathetic eyes. Your love is as dead as the roses in the trash. Your heart is an abyss that I'm lost in forever. Belladonna drew me in. The poison kept me there.
Just running for peace of mind Begging for peace of care Longing for drop of love Looking for drop of kind words Sitting for piece of peace Waiting for drop of God's mercy
To some I look simple To some I look lovely To some I look nimble To some I look ugly But to all they don't know To all they can't see To all they will never know the depth of me