when i watch the world outside,
my thoughts they get close, they steer wide,
of that memory of you and i,
those long moments that passed me by,
so many words they have gone askew,
and all i can think about is me and you,
something that was never meant,
that whole day, twisted and bent,
to fit the image we both give,
of that day, neither of us wish wed lived,
but, alas, i tell not a single lie,
but its your story that they seem to buy,
to say i hate you, or its you i despise,
it brings me pain, it makes me realize,
those lies you told at the police station,
they bring me pain, they bring me frustration.

All you wanted was one simple kiss,
but not on your lips, you wanted more than that,
but thats definately not something ill miss,
what ill miss is someone telling me im not ugly im not fat,
but things have changed ever so much,
and im brought fear by your slightest touch,
when this happens ive got nothing to say,
all i can do is run away,
all this fear, all this pain,
its so much more than i have gained,
all ive gained is the devil's touch,
and knowing he hates me, ever so much