Looking over your shoulder didn't know it was colder.  

Didn't imagine the pain didn't dance in the rain.  
Enjoy the sane  every other day .
  
Didn't want to see your back

I would tell stories of how you used to be.


Spend the days in your grave don't want to share your name. I couldn't count all my wishes in the rain.


I want to be better than my past. Was it all a clapse
of my maturity or is it something in this destiny showing me I'll never be set free.  

Or is it something blowing in the wind telling me I'll never have a friend.