The guitar has struck its first minor chord
And the first mile of grief has been explored
The first of the frequent tears have been shed
Every ounce of hope just now turned to dread
I realized my mistakes and unfortunately so did you
They stopped my dreams before they could come true
They started the fire that burned down my heart
And woke the sorrow that had been there from the start
So began the first of many battles to be fought in this war
And the first of many waves to crash upon the shore
And the first act of this play has only just begun
Yet already we both know that you have won
How long must this depressing game be played?
How long must I be scared of being afraid?
I cannot ever give you something I don’t possess;
So how could you expect me to ever give you happiness?
So here comes the first of many sleepless nights
And the first of many hopeless fights
In a puddle of sadness I have dived headfirst
And now I am completely and utterly submersed