A year spent tied down to the shackles that kept me restrained from getting the most from my life. But this feeling of discontent is where I find my comfort. Easy to accept, when pain is consistent. Love is struggle, when you hand your heart to a closed hand.. 12 months wasted, I still dont understand. All I ever gave you was all I ever had. And open arms just to fall back on, still you were nothing but a broken promise. Tell me when your idea of forever turned into Ill never have your heart. Whats left when all I have to give isnt good enough? Without your voice here, December is colder. Im done, waiting a fucking round. Im done, for you to come back around. Dont want to see your face ever again. All I have left to give you is a page scratched with angst. So now Im left asking, did you ever even care? Im so sick of feeling let down, every time you werent there. And now I fucking wonder, would anything have changed your mind? Just help me find an answer and Ill stop wasting all your time.
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