Step off your precious throne and show me who you are.
Your weakness can be shown. It's just a little scar.
What is it that makes you think you can defeat anything?
Stop throwing all your stones, you're tearing us apart.

Those vast vindictive lies won't get you what you want.
And all the alibis you passionately flaunt are coming back to you, haunting your dreams.
It's time you let this go.
Please, it's killing me.

You don't see what everybody else sees, you just see your pain.
But underneath the vanity we hide behind, we're all the same.

I'm just a collector of lonely hearts.
I'll use you as a pawn in my lifelong work of art
I gave you a chance to run, warned you of the consequence,
but you took the chance, discarded every form of defense.

The scores came up in favor of me. Now you're broken, I just left you there to bleed.
It hurts to watch you suffer on my behalf.
My apology will be on my epitaph.


Know I would try my best to fix you if I could.
But when they programmed my heart they were misunderstood.
My sense of direction leads my head to my hands
As I constantly jump in hopes I don't land.

So excuse my heart for not beating right.
Excuse my eyes for not seeing your light.  
Forgive my senses when they lead me astray
But here in your arms, I can never stay.

I still think of you late at night when the silence overwhelming.
I still see your face in the pictures on the wall.
I still hear your voice in the messages I can’t erase.
And yet I wonder if you watch as I struggle to move on?
Do you rue the time that was lost?
In your last moments, did you think of me?
Or was the agony blinding?
I often look back and try to feel your pain.
Try to understand what caused you to throw your life away.
I attempt to look at things from your point of view.
Or find a solution to come to.
But it’s cloudy and it doesn’t make sense.
And now I’ll never have answers, only constant regrets.