I'm not benching 290 for nothing
It's easier than cutting cake
More natural than breathing
Yet recently my shoulders
Are bearing to much
Unloaded all at one time
I'm caving in from head to toe
I don't need a spotter
I need old friends
The ones I turned to
When times got rough
When weights were over bearing
When I just wanted to rack the weight
Take a shower and drink a powerade
Yet they're gone
Nowhere to be found
Guess I'm all alone again
Suffocating tonight between the weight
And my blood stained pillow

I have this special mirror
That hangs upon my wall
No outwardly reflection can be seen
For it searches deep the soul

There are  days when I am passing by
That I divert my eyes
Afraid with one haunting glance I'll see
Deep into this so called life

It can be overwhelming
This feeling of fear and doubt
When I look too deep I'm afraid I'll see
The reflection is of myself

Fall in Love with someone.
Fall in love, tomorrow if not today.
Fall in love, for the dark;
Or for the light of day.
  
Fall in love for restful sleep,
Fall in love to lie awake.
Fall in love to learn to give;
Or maybe just to take.
  
Fall in love, so you can feel,
Fall in love to numb the pain.
Fall in love to be better;
Or just to be vain.
  
Fall in love, to make mistakes,
Fall in love to right your wrong.
Fall in love in defiance;
Or maybe just to belong.
  
Fall in love, for the body,
Fall in love for the heart.
Fall in love to stay forever;
Or even just to part.
  
Fall in love with beauty,
Fall in love with flaws.
Fall in love for a reason;
Or even just because.
  
Fall in love for real,
Fall in love to fake.
Fall in love with the lies
Of a ruthless, heartless rake.
  
Fall in love for the fear,
Fall in love for the joy.
Fall in love for liberation;
Or even as a ploy.
  
Fall in love, just one time,
Or two, or six, or eight.
Fall in love at first sight;
Or maybe after a long wait.
  
But fall in love, you must,
For there is nothing quite the same.
If only to write about it;
For your five minutes of fame.

Do you remember yesterday?
The day you loved me.

We wrote letters to tomorrow
and savoured every moment.
We floated in each others laughter
and you stole my misery from my lips.

Do you remember today?
The day you loved me.

We burnt the letters and wrote new ones for new people, and cringed waiting for the day to end.
The laughter was muffled by the sound of that ambulance they took you away in, and my misery planted itself in your lungs.

Do you think about tomorrow?
The day you love me.
Or, maybe the day you don't.
We'll stop writing letters, and we'll wash down yesterday with what the doctor ordered.
We'll listen to laughter that isn't ours and wonder why nothing is funny like it used to be.
My misery grew back like a **** in me, and you still haven't uprooted the **** thing out of your chest.

If only we could turn back the clock, and wind it differently.
Yesterday could have lasted.
Today might have been saved.
Tomorrow might not look so hopeless.

I don't know if your clock ever got fixed
But every day feels like tomorrow to me.