Is it bad to say that your smile says you're sweet,
Is it bad to say that I find it hard to talk to you
Is it bad to say that I can't stop stuttering
Right when I think about you
Is it bad to say I think your cute?
Is it bad so say.... I like you

With this my smile turns to tears,
With this all my sleeves are stained,
With this I know its too late.

I'll take my time,
I'll take my knife,
I'll take my life.

If only I could bleed,
If only i could take the knife,
If only i could.

Never again will I smile,
Never again will I show my sleeves,
Never again will I wish I had more...

Late one night i walked the area, then i found you laying on a grave, staring out looking at the sky. you notice and sweetly greet me, i return the greet and we talk. as dawn approaches we depart. i meet you every night on the same grave, and talk all night. i stayed after dawn once and read the grave you stayed on... we still talk, i still come every night, but now, every day i lay a flower on there for you, for it is yours.

You feel a light caress on your shoulder while you're in solitude,
You turn and nothing is there.
You feel a sweet warmth in your hand,
you squeeze and nothing is there.
You let tears run down your face,
But they are wiped a way without a trace.
Laying there motionless, kissing the air,
you know they are memories.
Memories of my time there,
Memories before this nightmare.

Ten nights ago you called, ten nights you called again and again, ten times I've smoked, nine nights now I've smiled. "I miss you..." you'd whisper sweetly, thoughtlessly I would repeat it back to you. These nights in constant pain, these nights you would ask to be plain, as I would reply with just a feint.

More often than not I stare at these bruises and scars lining my arms.

The pain surges for hours, counting the night away with the clock ticking and my pulse racing.

Wishing only to be dead continuously crying in my own bed, the worst pounding comes from my head.

Sleep eluded once again,
Nothing is ever the same,
Using nothing as a name...

I lay here wishing to dream again,
I lay here wishing to rid the pounding in my head.
I lay here wishing only to be dead.

Closing my eyes I hear screams and cries, a storm begins with the rain landing on ground until the sky lights up, they begin to shake as the flashes of pain disappear. softly the rain continues to fall the night sky is lit up once again, heavy blows land. Thunderous screams echo through the empty halls. When i open my eyes I'm covered in tears, being held by a helpless child...