Feeling the tide turn like my heart is churning butter,
Yet ice clouds the soccer field of the mind and the tears fall.

You can't stop the bleeding of my heart just like
You can't stop the beating of your heart.

Restriction in the chest is the first step to breathing
Bleeding hearts only beat softly.

Gouge out the eyes of those who see you
Because those who walk away still seem to to know how to survive.

You thought I would still be standing here
Tall and clear
Is that all you think my dear?

I want to believe that my life has meaning, 
But honestly I just want to run away.

Feeling the tide turn like my heart is churning butter,
Yet ice clouds the soccer field of the mind and tears fell.

You couldn't stop the the bleeding in my heart.
Now yours has stopped beating.

Feeling the tide turn like my heart is churning butter,
I can't stop feeling like my life is almost over.

Am I wasting my time writing down all that I feel?
It's the only way I know this is real;
I am real.