To live and learn,
To hate, to burn,
To lose someone most dear,

To scream and shout,
To let it out,
And endure the lonesome years,

Cut deep inside,
Even tho you've cried,
Because you and pain are one,

And tho blood may pour,
From your heart so sore,
All you can feel is numb,

Happiness is elusive,
And hard to catch,
When there's a void that big inside,

When tears hold sway,
Over your shining day,
It's hard to not want to die,

Because when all you see,
Is what used to be,
It's hard to look past that knife,

Memories defiled,
Of a past with smiles,
Missing that other life,

So go your way,
Day by day,
Living the same sad lie,

But just you wait,
Until the day,
When you see that they're the one who cried,

Would she want you,
To live like this,
So full of hate and pain,

Or would she want you,
To be like you used to,
And get on your feet to try again,