Glass eyes staring at uncaring hands, your sitting alone in the dark again with empty bottles by your side and blood stained sheets, your still trying to hidenLiving alone in your personal hell reciting lies until they're safe to tell, your precious act made me think I carenFuck those nights I'm never coming backnThose fucking nights some slept in chains hardly ever speakingnOthers mourning to ears that were never listeningnWe stayed up all night twisting old memories all pieced together and incompletenThe hanging sun watches me as I fall