Sunday, May 29, 2005
Looking back at me I seeThat I never really got it rightI never stopped to think of youI'm always wrapped up inThings I cannot winYou are the antidote that gets me bySomething strongLike a drug that gets me highWhat I really meant to sayIs I'm sorry for the way I amI never meant to be so cold And I'm sorry about all the liesMaybe in a different lightYou could see me stand on my own againCause now i can seeYou were the antidote that got me bySomething strong like a drug that got me highI never meant to be so coldI never really wanted you to seeThe screwed up side of me thatI keepLocked inside of me so deepIt always seems to get to meI never really wanted you to goSo many things you should have knownI guess for me theres just no hopeI never meant to be so cold
People I Kill. Their bones I collect.