only once, got back up and put on a smile
and what am I now left with?
still beating my chest to bruise
still beating my chest to bruise
still wishing someone could see
the beauty trapped in my mind
still hoping anyone would hear
my fingers work the strings
dying for someone to notice
know this, I am dying
my bleeding heart of no use
since it's nearly bled to death
now the dam has finally broken
washing away what little was left
of these failed attempts at meaning
of these damned attempts at living
washing away what little was left
of these failed attempts at meaning
of these damned attempts at living
I feel as crippled as this dark world
one day, I pray I'll find comfort
somehow, some way
but as for right now,
everything in my life is killing me
