Album: Testing Superstition (2002)

I've been flipping through my book of songs, and i realized that you never escaped a page
Every line that bleeds from this pen carries a thought of you
A memory, or just the feeling that no matter what I do,you're with me
in my mind and in mmy heartYou're a part of me
and there is nothing we can do to change thatYou're a part of me
Even in my memories, the ones you love are the first to leave and the pain you try to forget remains
Eventually it carves a hole in your heart so deep, you bleed to death and wonder how you ever stood a chance