i can't speak for myself
but i will speak for the other
disfigured by disease and
left abandoned by her mother
fleeting glimpses
of angelic silhouettes
caught up in old
mistakes and regrets
she hold the knife and
i want to take the ride
heavy's the cost of life
and i'm not willing to die
her cup is overflowing but
she's screaming out for more
she's caught up in the fury but
i have dealt with this before
she mumbles through the verses
not blessings but curses
mesmerized by horoscope and prophecy
all that means nothing to me
there's cause for all this grief
and the dirt that's on her knees
she asks just what it means
no one can save her
from all that she's seen
memories kept warm and
safe until the end
if i can't love her as a lover
then i'll love her as a friend
harder than holding heaven
high above my head
weighed down by all
that we've left unsaid
while hope hangs from the trees
with no time left for pleasantries
dawns on the horizon
yeah, time is running out
all these second guesses
only exposing doubt
no, the kiss don't seem as sweet if
i can still taste the tears on her lips
staring off the edge, wondering
how the hell we ended up like this