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No body really knows how I feel
They try to understand but never really do.
The pain is almost enough to kill
but theres no sedative from talking to you.

Not like when I feel the blood leaving me.
Not like when I spin around and I feel free.
Not like when I glide through water without a care
These are more or less feelings that we CAN share

But never pain of the heart.

Don't waste your precious time
Worrying over me
I don't have to mime
that I'm trapped, can't you see?
I bleed, I cry
But all is silent to you
I wish that I could fly
And get away very soon.

How do you know
That the pain will ever end?
I find it hard to show
all the time for crying I spend.

Not like when I feel the blood leaving me.
Not like when I spin around and I feel free.
Not like when I glide through water without a care
These are more or less feelings that we CAN share

But never pain of the heart.

Don't waste your precious time
Worrying over me
I don't have to mime
that I'm trapped, can't you see?
I bleed, I cry
But all is silent to you
I wish that I could fly
And get away very soon.

Lost in this world
With no one to turn to.
How mean and curel is this world?
What can anyone really do?

Why should others suffer
For the things that you do?
Most of us won't get better
Because the hurt was to great for anyone to undo.



All things an cause pain of the heart.

Don't waste your precious time
Worrying over me
I don't have to mime
that I'm trapped, can't you see?
I bleed, I cry
But all is silent to you
I wish that I could fly
And get away very soon.

Not like when I feel the blood leaving me.
Not like when I spin around and I feel free.
Not like when I glide through water without a care
These are more or less feelings that we CAN share
(repeat (x2))

Pain of the heart. (repeat till fade)