The surface of a broken hand, a credent hand with nothing to hold face turns cold to the touch. My face was white, laying on the cold tile floor the floor. When i entered your room last night, your face left me as coward. Now I'm left with nothing but your stare that's burning me. I don't try because I'll fail. I'm just in line with the rest of admire. The sruface of a broken hand, a credent hand with nothing left to hold. face turns cold to the touch. My face was white. Left alone in desolate dreams. Why can't I be beautiful, so you'd want to save me. But you're the angel with the perfect wings that I'll fucking break and take you with me. Take you with me. Those words left as stain. I must make you see the ugliness. You left your light on. You turned my will again. Just look what you've created. A sick frail man scared to look at his shadow. I'm sorry that you're part of this, but I can't be left alone tonight. I can't be left alone tonight.