Wednesday, May 05, 2010


She's got a pretty smile.
It covers up the poison that she hides.
She walks around in circles in my head, waiting for a chance to take me,
A chance to break me,
A chance to take me down
Now I see this burden you gave me is too much to carry,
Too much to bury inside.


I guess you're the only one that nobody changes
I guess you're the only one left standing when everything else goes down