this is called SO WHAT? I guess nothing ever was the way I thought it was and now the fire in your eyes burnt part of my heart away with passion so intense we're both in ashes on a way to Hell there doesnt seem much left anymore I have been exchanged mistaken for my body and my face betrayed by pretty words they all say a tourist in my life crying tears that won't dry laughing at stupid jokes praying to the indigo sky hoping He's still out there cursing my life wanting pushing away fighting giving up needing all your love needing all your hate needing nothing and all of this just the same word full word less alone not alone with you without you holding on letting go and here comes the point of whatever for and no answers coming but i leave it to so fucking what?