I'm trapped in the confines of a metallic choice, reasoning of a confused mind The kiss of choices that I can't find I look far ahead of myself Passed caring and my health She sits and looks at me with tears in those eyes and in that moment There's no hint of atonement. I don't care for what you did or the hurt you carry, your heart has love and mine has blood and emptiness...you left me with this gift and it will haunt this painful soul of mine