You say that you know me,
I want to believe that you do,
But have you known a thousand sorrows
When you stared in these eyes so blue?
Did you experience the melancholy,
Filled with unending shades of gray?
Have you caressed this face of shadows
And felt the eternal death of day?
You say that you see me,
And that you understand me so well,
But have you felt my inner rage
Or been scorched within my hell?
Have you tasted the consuming decay
When you kissed these lips of mine?
Have you gotten lost in this dying vineyard
After drinking its poison wine?
You say that you love me
And that you\'ll always be near,
But have you felt the concrete distance
When you whisper nothing in my ear?
Is it for you to look and notice
The bloody scars that are marking me there?
Do they spell in razor sharp precision
The need I have for you to care?