i just wanted to hold your hand.

ken is my name but I'm not who he is.

put my trust into someone thinking they'll help me but really get stabbed in the back.

i saved your number to make sure i miss your call.

the moment the pit in my stomach becomes a sinkhole.

i tell myself that these songs make me heal but this music the reason I'm toxic.

i made wings from the knives in my back.

just because you don't love me doesn't mean that i stopped.

this is my puzzle so you see the image but you cannot tell that i'm missing a piece.

i know that you want me to talk but that's not who i am.