 | I want to learn to hate, Everything that has been right for me, Cause, underneath it all, We know what is true and what is not.
Look me in the eyes, Burn in your lies, I may have that power, But its futile under love's watchful eyes.
Reasoning or lying, To my own self, I'm not sure, My words are as lost as i am.
I miss you, I wish you could hear, How my voice cracks, And heart breaks, When the thought, Of you returns.
I'm angry, But I still believe, I push all my happiness away, For yours and still we are apart.Apart |  |