i've always wondered what i looked like in your eyes cause i'm standing in the mirror and mine are open wide but i don't see it... maybe i'm just.. maybe i'm just too naive but i can't stand to see your back turned in my direction and i can't satnd on sinking ground without your hand to pull me out i've been digging myself out of this fucking hole and i've been screaming out your name, but you don't listen anymore for your forgiveness is all i ask we all make mistakes the past is in the past and i know i fucked up and i know i'm not right but we've both grown a bit and that shit was oh so long ago i can't go back, if i could i would this keeps haunting eating at my conscience i'm sorry so sorry