Friday, September 17, 2010


Once again
I'm sick inside
My hopes die
And my heart drops
And the line goes flat

A word, a grab, It's all the same
Again and again
Hope slips away
And the line goes flat

It's NOT that bad
It's just not good
I love you. I hate you. I'm torn apart
And the line goes flat

I have no hope
I have no heart
I have no pulse
Every time I live again
The line goes flat

You rip me up
So good so good
Just little innocent flaws
That tear me down
and no one sees
I hate you I love you
How do I forgive you?
The line is flat