• The one we love is not the one we need,
    We seek what we think is right.
    But in the end it just makes us bleed,
    And silently we cry at night.
    The one we loved broke our heart,
    Tearing you inside out til' you die.
    The penetration of the pain with the accuracy of a dart,
    Nothing you can do but grimace as you look up at the sky.
    Your pain swells into addiction for happiness,
    Freinds you hang with end up destroying you more.
    While you try to search for eternal bliss,
    More pain will knock at your door.
    As nothing more then human we are,
    We fall into a trap so willing deployed.
    Now its the end and you are the scar,
    Your own destructive self left you in a void.
    Now here we are,
    And we are still in the same situation as before.
    Just like the drunk guy at a bar,
    We never learn to soar.