I feel... so frustrated. With you It's not even worth crying, when there's no-one there to pity you I never really knew your lies And oh, how you lie Just like you always do Now I know what you're thinking, it's not really worth beating, when no-one's at the receiving end Well, I am And I will be over and over again Sleeping in a bed of broken trust, the shards cut deeper than I ever dared to pierce This time I'm hoping my voice will not fall, fall onto deaf ears Swallowing the knife, I hope I'm swallowing my problems right along with this dull blade I know you've done wrong... Yet I hope, you've done wrong enough to hold my hands and help me lift this weight Guilt-trip, stay the fuck away I want to hold on to what we had, without you turning this into a fray And now, we will swallow these tears We will swallow our pride I will open up to you, like I used to and this time...and this time only, I will devour the night for the sake of you and I for the sake of the day we shall die... together.