Of things that have long since passed.
But things that i hold with me
To linger and to last.
Now I'm stuck with nightmares
And scars that will not heal.
It's hard to find a difference
Between what is right and what is real.
I dream of him holding me
But when the very next day
I discover your little secret
And it snatches my dreams away.
What you did nearly killed me
But i guess you cannot tell.
You just spend the whole night kissing him
While i burn here in hell.
This song is like a poem
Not like a song at all.
But what does that even matter when
We all just fight and fall.
If you ever hear me sing this
I just want you to know
I called you my bestest friend
But you stroke the killing blow.
I write this from experience
And I write it from the heart
Now your pain has ended
It's time for mine to start.
The tears that i cry
Are not cried for you
They fall you what you did
But you don't have a clue
You've changed so much
And I've changed too.
You've scarred me forever
If only you knew.
I know that we both like him
But thats not beneficial
I guess this song is a poem
And i dedicate it to someone 'special'
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