If my heart stops beating would you even care at all?
you can say yes, but how do I know if you're telling the truth
you can say you would visit me if I was hospitalised
you can say you will find me if I run away
but why do you say these things
how can you make me feel like this, and you don't even know

Do you like tricking me like this, like you always have?
is it never enough for you, that you do it again and again
I get torn to pieces every day of my life, more and more each day
it seems to never stop, a never-ending pain in my heart
will this pain ever go away, or will I be the unlucky one forever?

To help others, I ignore myself
I can be cupid, or I can just listen, but either way, I don't think of myself
it's so easy to forget yourself, but so much harder to
d.i.s.a.p.p.e.a.r.