2 acessos
When I said what was on my mind you made me feel ashamed
I thought we had some thing to share and now it all has changed
I'm living out my numbered days, and on some borrowed time
Will you ever know, how "nothing" really feels
Will you know
How it feels
These marks are meant for you to see
With your name carved into my arm
Pictured, waited all year for this
To show you what I have become
I can't control the way I feel
No hope and dreams
Your sight could end it all
So look at me