Good days,
Bad days,
They're all just days.
Torn into little peices.
...
Step into my helpless home
Carry me to my helpless bed
Where so many fires have blown
Hide behind my door and wait for him to come
...
She never screams
You would never know the pain
Until its to late
Everything's shaded
...
I can see you
See the misery
I can hear you
Hear the lies
...