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