There\'s hands on my back
Fingers tracing my shoulder blades
Every crevice, crater and bump
My heart beating in my chest
I turn around the face them
Eyes shut tight and dreaming
A smile traces my lips as
if there were two more looking back at me
A blurred line, both there and not
The first sign of madness, so they say
All I ever do is imagine,
thought after thought,
you\'re all bark and no bite
Pictures we\'ve taken
but their frames were always empty
your black t-shirt and my
baggy blue jeans
Never having felt the touch I feel then
I\'m blurring the lines
Was anything ever really there?
It\'s a nightmare so I pinch myself
but the brain never sleeps so what is there to wake up from
The pillow\'s hugs are just as brutal and cold
as the truth, I don\'t know how I take it
A black shawl, a veil over my face
mourning the loss of things I never even had
I\'ll rest in peace, alone in my grave
just as dead as the lilies you lay there
I know I\'m going crazy
but please, you could save me.
Let me have that sparkling smile,
dig me up
revive me
and I promise I\'ll be good.
I could even be better.
It could have been better,
We almost had it.
I almost saw in colour
But a blind girl can\'t see what she\'s missing.