why?
why do even think this will get better?
it is as low as it can go.
turned against one another in a constant struggle of jealousy.
just take my hand and forgive me if I've wronged you.
all i want is a chance to express myself.
I will show you how much I care.
this day will never come, lost all hope.
my world disappeared, dissolved in my hand.
every minute ticking away, is half of me gone,
it's a picture perfect world, with burnt edges.
this is why i write this unfinished song.
it is as low as it can go.
turned against one another in a constant struggle of jealousy.
just take my hand and forgive me if I've wronged you.
all i want is a chance to express myself.
I will show you how much I care.
this day will never come, lost all hope.
my world disappeared, dissolved in my hand.
every minute ticking away, is half of me gone,
it's a picture perfect world, with burnt edges.
this is why i write this unfinished song.