Even Idle faith has been lost
Beneath the lies of staged love songs
Among the pain and nervousness
Lay the depth of tormenting stress
Why can’t I trust the lives of others?
It’s your fault this verdict hovers
I count the days, same date next year.
Coincidence? I think not, dear.
They may not lie but I’ll never know.
On my sleeve, my hatred shows.
Where my heart once skipped a beat,
Down my arm temptations bleed.
To do what one will soon regret.
Give in to love. No not again.
For to you I gave my all.
For the next I refuse to fall
Let them hurt it’s passed my turn
In the end there’s nothing learned
I tried to play the helpless victim to your lies
but my time with you was suicide
