"Build up my walls

so I don't have to hide

so I can run and you'll never know I'm gone

bury the past where it belongs

and let me fall asleep, only because,

I don't care that you don't love me

I guess I knew it all along

With your sweet sulfuric lies weighing heavily upon the table

Just a tear short of everything you are

But I've got no problem with that;

You live and you learn

In the end it's just another burn,

That runaway cliché' that you couldn't control."

S.N.S. 4/12/2005