Waves of Blue Starry skies and waves of blue, I set sail a ship to forget about you. Pulled away were my feelings on tides by two, I let my heart abandon you.
Don't be surprised, by mourn it'll be clear You tore me apart year after year. As we watch my boat sail ahead overseas, Let's say goodbye in one... two... three...
Choose I didn't know how to react, I'm sorry if that offended you. I love you, but I hate the way you seem to think there's room for two. It's one or the other, you don't get both. Decide between love or lust, I hope you choose wisely for your sake. For one choice I'll leave and for the other I'll stay.
Fine, Fine, Fine Don't tell me to lie when I'm dying inside. No, I'm not alright, But "I'm okay". I lied. Stop telling me while trying to control my life That I'm fine, "You're fine, you're fine".
I'm fine, I'm fine. Wow, doesn't time fly? Last month I told you with tears in my eyes that I was not okay and I was not alright but, Ha, you believe me when I repeat the lines I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.
What? You're surprised? Oh goodness, I died. That's hilarious, you thought that I was perfectly alright. Let's repeat for clarity so you'll know it by night, I'm fine, "you're fine", we're fine.
History Look up at the sky and tell me what you see. Can you see the stars looking back at thee? Maybe, it's wishful thinking when I wish to reach above, But what will happen when I do? Will I finally find love Among the stars that sparkle bright in beauty and gracefully given delight? I don't know, it's a mystery. Please, stars tell me your history.
Pain People wonder why I am here and question if reactions to me are sincere Actually, I am hated and in good reason, for I know in bad timing I seem to ease in. If it was possible you would banish me to avoid my obnoxious crime spree. Nevertheless, I lead you to the path that makes you stronger, and overcoming me will be your biggest conquer.
Thread I told you I was feeling so dead. You said it was all in my head. Well, now I am torn Kind of wish I wasn't born And my will to live is held by a thread.
Please The sea was blue. The sky was grey, And tears were rolling down your face. I watched you cry so helplessly I could tell that you wished this was a dream. In the distance you could hear sirens scream. I watched you fall onto your knees. "It isn't fair" you cried then plead "Please don't take her away from me."
My eyes pooled with sudden tears And the boy who had held me so dear, I let him down and now I see I was wrong to think so selfishly. Can I go back and fix my mistake? He cared and I took my life away. I'm sorry, love. I'm so sorry. Please know that I cared for thee. Please...
Victim Perfect... Is that really what you see? Do the scars and bruises not click with thee? Who are you to tell me what I'm to be? So you're the victim? Well, excuse me! Don't mind the fact that you're practically insane. Ignore the fact that you're killing me with pain. No one is innocent and stop being so vain. You're not the victim, you're killer acidic rain.
Broken Glass You tear yourself apart for others. You blame yourself for every problem in the world. You belittle yourself constantly. Will you promise me something? That you will not destroy yourself in this process, and you will look at yourself and see value Because honestly... The only thing I see is art where you see broken glass.
You It's like drowning and wishing for a someone to lend a hand. It's like screaming and wishing someone to simply understand. It's like falling and wishing for an end. It's like breaking without anyone to defend You.
Hurting Oh, so you're hurting? Is that what you're telling me? Ha, that's hilarious, you want sympathy. You tore him apart and now want an apology. Well, tell me, how conceited can you be? He's dying inside and you're making remarks Of how he lost your trust now everyone talks. They call him a freak and all because of you. Tell me again, who's the victim? It most definitely isn't you.
A Blissful Lie It hurts... Not so much physically, but more so mentally. I should worry, but I don't. I should care, but I won't. Then you tell me how to be better and I snap... Like fixing me clears your conscience... and that is sickening to me. I'm not a project or some level in a game. I'm human... H-U-M-A-N How do I get that through to you? I'm not a patient for you to cure. Stop being so cocky when you feel like you've fixed me. Stop telling me you're so proud that I'm improving when in actuality I'm burying it, but that's what you want right? You don't want the truth; you want a blissful lie, So that's what I'll give you... a blissful lie.
Love This was not suppose to happen, This was not what I planned. Why did you show up? I honestly don't understand, You came out of nowhere. You stole my heart. Who gave you the right to make me fall so hard? You were not in my plan, I did not plan this, However I do love you And now I will never give up this Love
