I want to believe all I'm hearing from you I'm tired of hearing things that just aren't true. I need to feel passion and love in my life happiness seldom reaches where pain cuts like a knife. Left to my own imagination I have become quite jaded too many words that would have been better left off unstated. My mind playing tricks again I see only what I want to overstayed my welcome my tears were the first clue. How can I move on and love you the way you love me when I can't stop punishing myself or stop being angry. I am on a fast track the Devil's Highway Nothing left now for me but, to pray.