Take this for what its worth, this song...my smile,
I write to you from hell my song leaving the foot against the gas
and the wall that must have said your name,
Weaken you from nothing you can say can stop this now,
would a noose replace his lips?
Can a song replace a broken heart?
Can a song replace a broken love?
On the beach I remind myself how holding hands is so powerless,
tonight I don't even have the stars to hold on to...
Paint this red...
Her picture will remain unbroken she cries tonight |