Driving under the lights on a bus going nowhere,
starring into the eyes of a demon
heaving.
not listening to the heartbeat
not seeing
what's right in front of me.

Promises mingle with fall outs
and dreams seem better off
without doubts
but somethings keeping my mouth
from speaking.
What I see
is you abusing me,
and love is just something you say to make me feel better.

Stopping at a red light in a small town,
starring into the eyes of a demon,
bleeding.
Not holding on to the words you speak
I'd rather let go to the tears that I cry,
because it's only your resentment.