Слова:
Staind

To my mother, to my father It's your son or it's your daughter Are my screams loud enough for you to hear me Should I turn this up for you? I sit here

I try to breathe Memories overtaking me I try to face them but The thought is too much to conceive I only know that I can change Everything else just

Here we are, there's nowhere else to go And that's so far from where we all could be But you can't feel my disappearing And you should take this for what

I'm so lonely You're so beautiful Not the only One that's pitiful Scratched and torn I lay here in pieces Craving all of your deadly vices Like to think

I sit alone and watch the clock Tryin' to collect my thoughts All I think about is you And so I cry myself to sleep And hope the devil I don't meet In

I'm not very good at just paying attention I'm not very good at remembering things that you say I'm not very good at pursuing redemption I'm not very

I'm one step from a breakdown, two steps from being safe Just try to see this through I'm three steps from this nightmare and four steps from the door

You're my world, the shelter from the rain You're the pills that take away my pain You're the fire that warms me when I'm cold You're the hand to hold

I feel nothing Longing for something Lie in bed and take your clothes off Show me what you're made of Drugs to soothe me (All alone) Leave me here I'