Is this supposed to comfort me?
Shuld I attempt a half-assed smile?
Is every lesson good for me?
This one I could do without.

More has gone through me,
than you could have seen.

There is a story for each scar.
They tell of everything I've lost.

It's easy to say.
I deserve "something" today.
And I can justify.
Anything if I just try.

Guess, I should hate you.
But I don't want to.

I might have been nieve this time.
I must admit you're probably right.

It was suprizing and exciting.
I'm satisfied.
More than enough, but not too much.
The memorie is just right.

I've gone nowhere.
I've stayed right here.

I got what I was begging for.
But I don't have it anymore.

And I'm so weak now.
Like my soal leaked out.
I feel old and beat down.

I just want to blink out.