You will never know how much i hurt,
For i will not let it show,
You will never know how little i've cried,
For my teardrops will not come.

No, i may not cry alone at night,
While i'm lying in my bed,
But that does not mean i do not hurt,
It does not mean i have not bled.

I hold myself responsible,
For all of your bad deeds,
I should not do this to myself,
But off of hurting i feel release.

And angels keep on falling,
In my dreams at night,
I feel like it's all my fault,
Like i commited a crime.

So, bleed my untill i'm dry,
Make me want to play,
I'll try hard not to hurt you,
But pleasure's not of my ways.

Please, stop falling and help me.