I Break The Bones To Pieces In My Hands My Clenching Fingers,

Were You The Same All Along? Did I Just Get Bored?

Why Did I Push You Away?

I Still Sit Plagues With Questions, Your Actions, Your Intentions,

Why Couldn't You Just Talk To Me?

Was It That I Just Couldn't Smile Anymore?

Tired Of Keeping It Inside So I Failed At You

And Now I Pass Out Every Night I Associate The Worst Things

With Your Face And I Know You're At A Loss From What

You Threw Away I Just Wish That You Had Left My Innocence.

Even Now I Still Wonder How You Are Truly Concerned

That You're Well Even Though You Put Me Through This

Because I See That It's Better Off This Way

When I Think That It Is Right And I Know That I'm Ok.