IT’S YOU I’D FOLLOW   TO EASE MY SORROW   BUT YOU TOOK YOUR LIFE   AWAY ALONG WITH MINE      I FEEL IT IN MY SPINE   THE URGE TO KNOW WHY   DID YOU BLEED THROUGH WOUNDS   THAT COULD NEVER MEND?      BURN MY HAND   TEAR ME DOWN   SO ALL MY FEARS   CAN HIT THE GROUND      THE TRACE I TAKE AFTER   COULD NO LONGER MATTER   AS YOU TEACH ME NOT TO SEE,   NOT TO CRY, NOT TO SAY GOODBYE      I KEEP YOU INSIDE   YOU KNOW, THERE’S NO SPITE   I SIMPLY WISH YOU COULD MAKE ME   UNDERSTAND SOMEHOW   DOES IT MAKE ANY SENSE NOW?      BURN MY HAND   TEAR ME DOWN   SO ALL I FEAR   CAN HIT THE GROUND   WHEN MY HAND REACHES FOR THE GUN AGAIN      I FEEL IT IN MY SPINE   THE NEED TO STAY AWHILE   JUST TURN MY BACK   DRAW ALL THESE THINGS OUT OF MY HEAD   AND CARE FOR THE ONES WHO STAYED.......