don't want to seem to clingy
God knows thats not me
I'm not going to whisper sweet nothings in your ear
Telling you what we 'could' be.

I'm not going to hold your hand to tightly
So you think that I might need you
I'm not going to let you gaze into my eyes
Like,in the old days, we used to do

I'm not going to let you say
Those three words I long to hear

In the meadow
the fantasy reveals
the echo disappears
your illusion remains

In the dark
tormented soul
the fiend
that captures my heart

the reckless soul
diabolic fiend
removing the pain
restores my bleeding heart...

The pain is very hard
i feel it every day
the images of what happened
they never go away

at times i hear voices
but mainly they're just screams