And all I want is to maintain the steady peace of mind that so many of you can see,
But in the night someone throws pebbles at my windows.

"I'm feeling all alone, that's the way it's always been"
I tell myself
"he can not be anything like Romeo,
Because men like that were born centuries ago."

Can not seem to let that one go,
And I hear it every day,
Can you hear what I'm talking about?
Give me a straight answer.
Are you hearing that?
But I don't gotta cross off the whole race just like that,
And I can't help be wary and yes I have given you a shot,
But I look back,
And cannot help but want to leave,
To go dig my own grave,
I'll be sure to invite you to the funeral,
Because I promised myself I would always be alone.
And now I do not know how far down I've slipped in the sands,
All I know is that I've slipped too far,
I can no longer fake what is inside of my head,
I long so bad to say goodbye,
But I just can not seem to say it for the last time.
I hate how you distract me,
At the thought of your hand in mine.
I'm sorry but I'm still seeking protection,
From Eros' bittersweet arrows.
Can not let him choose a single thing for me,
Because I don't ever let anyone make up my mind for me.
And I don't care what curse he makes me,
Hades please hide me on the far side of the dark river,
Where at least for now something is separating me

Don't you know he's been taking his best shots,
And just barely missing,
I can not let a single arrow find their mark.
Don't know how I do it.
My fragile little glass heart is already screwed,
And I'm not so sure it will last.
I'll even place my pay under my tongue,
Just as you ask.
Come on Hermes your supposed to come to get me,
And you're not here yet.
I can't sleep even with my eyes open,
This is worse than Russian Roulette,
Because I know he's got me beat,
And barely manage to let another slip by,
Slightly grazing that cold stone,
That's got barely a thing left,
And valuable it is to me,
Because it's the only thing that is to me I don't wanna go,
Can not let someone as slick as him waste that.
I know most of my sad days,
Are the ones caused by me,
And yes I'm full of regrets,
I don't even know why I'm writing this,
I've been so far off the deep end,
And it doesn't even make sense,
Because I still haven't been dealing with the things I keep talking about.