I'm on the edge of braking down.
but no one is around.
No one hears the crimson tears I cry.
I've made it this far but I keep to myself.
I've become hazardous to my own health.
I've become the silent survivor.
sinking down in the see of depression like a scuba diver.
My heart's become stone.
few make it through.
this has stopped me, from being like you!
This can't be true.
This can't be you.
I want to wake up, this has to be a dream.
but no one is here to wake me.
Now I see.
This is real.
So tell me something...
What the hell is your deal!
This wound you've given me will never heal.
As I try to run from my past and hide.
You're not here to hear the crimson tears I've cried.
I remember your face, remember how you lied.
I rememer your words, they fill my heart with dread.
I'm leaving you, is what you said.
I realize now the only way to make the voices end is to be dead.
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