When it rains you get wet,
When it burns you get hurt,
When it freezes you get cold,
When it bleeds, you cry,

Cry to me,
Bleed to me,
Freeze your heart,
Leave me out in the cold,
Burn my soul,
Don’t get hurt,
Rain down love,
And come to me for comfort,

Do you even know who I am?
How I care?
Why I care?
Do you even know who you are?
How you care?
Why you care?

I don’t think so…

What is this?
Who are you?
How loud shall the screams become
Before Hell on earth arrives?
Does this even make sense?
Does it matter if it doesn’t?
Do I matter if I do?

Are these just questions?
Or are they the answers?

You tell me…