The surface of a broken hand , a credent hand with nothing to hold 

face turns cold to the touch. My face was white,laying on the cold tile floor 

the floor. When i entered your room last night,your face left me as coward. 

Now I'm left with nothing but your stare that's burning me. I don't try 

because I'll fail. I'm just in line with the rest of admire. The sruface of 

a broken hand,a credent hand with nothing left to hold. face turns cold 

to the touch. My face was white. Left alone in desolate dreams. Why can't 

I be beautiful,so you'd want to save me. But you're the angel with the perfect 

wings that I'll fucking break and take you with me. Take you with me. 

Those words left as stain. I must make you see the ugliness. You left your light 

on. You turned my will again. Just look what you've created. A sick frail man 

scared to look at his shadow. I'm sorry that you're part of this,but I can't 

be left alone tonight. I can't be left alone tonight