I'm lying here, my thoughts are scary
The lessons had I want to bury
Not one but two the same mistakes
I dove in deep, now what a mess
I do not wish to change the past
The things I said, I feel embarrassed
Layed out my feelings out to you
Rejection stabbed my heart right through
You said you care, that's ******* really
The way you let me go so freely
Embrasing love you have for her
Until the day she'll want you gone
When that day comes, I'll be no more
I won't know what she has done
Plans don't work out the way we want
I hope that you just don't get hurt
Because of fear of leaving her
You tell yourself you love her more
That things'll get better, she'll keep a job
If not, you'll move to another land
And that's your life plan, baby her
So stick with that, I've shut my door
I can't escape, we work together
I'm sure that I won't last in there forever
The beauty is, I'll learn to cope
You've pulled away, there is no hope
The lies you told, that shattered me
I do not trust you, stay away from me
Maybe one day she'll know what happened
But you'll tell her, I never mattered
She'll never know you loved me once
And saw our future in advance
I told you how compatible we are
But I was wrong, we're not by far
Don't call me friend, we're way past that
Damage control you're trying won't last
I do forgive you but all you'll see now
Is a fake smile on me, in my eyes you fell down
Got myself into this mess and now I'm stuck
Farewell my dear friend, we really ****** up

The sky over peach hill
Was dulcet last I looked,
Without a hint of clammy March
In the middle of a bright July

The sky over peach hill
Had clouds surrounding the kites,
My girl and I would stare for hours
As hot-air balloons passed by

That sky over peach hill
Ever soft, ever sweet.
That was the place where I found
That life passes in a sigh

The peaches fell,
And august came.
My girl went away,
I was left behind.

The sky over peach hill
Looks a little darker now.
But I know once winter ends
The kites will fly again

You go out late
at night, and i stay here,
picking up the pieces
of the mess you left behind.

(i am the mess you left behind
and i spend the night
picking up the broken
pieces of myself.)

My friends asked me
Who is that guy?
Is he your boyfriend?
You always go out with him?

And all I can say is.
We are just friends.

Obviously it seem like a lie
But it's the sad truth
There was nothing more between us.

My workmates asked me
Do you have a boyfriend?
Who is that guy in your phone?
He's your boyfriend right?

And it pains me to say
He's just a friend

Every single time
With tears in my eyes
With the stinging pain feeling to say it out
We were just friends
Or used to be at least.

I am not very certain
if being alone makes one strong.
Because if it is,
then I'd rather be weak.
You've always wanted me to be strong,
to be better, to be cold, to be a stone;
yet all I've ever wanted is for you to stay.
Would you consider me weak?
I care not--
even Adam needed an Eve.
Maybe I am not afraid to be alone;
I'm just afraid that you'd leave.