Down that lonely bridge, every Sunday,

I see this woman in a black Chevrolet

Wearing a hoodie and a pair of shades,

You must notice her peculiar blood-tinted nails!

Fancying young men into her car,

She crotchets new stories, worth believing for!

The ones who got in, never really came back,

But you’ll see her every Tuesday, disposing a sack!

Does she feast on them or push them from a hill?

I do not know, for it’s a mystery still

You may find her pretty, but she is a trap

Once caught in her glances, there is no way back!

I do not know what the future might lay,

So keep an eye out for the woman in shades of grey

You can listen or ignore, but this is what I can say

Beware of the woman in black Chevrolet!

My heart died,

After I lost you

And now I do not know if I want to try

Just one more time

The fire inside of me has died

How to spark a flame among the ashes

How to return to love

When it all has died inside

Yet, I see you

And I start to believe again

I don’t know what tomorrow brings

The past has become unimportant to me

I’m afraid to take this leap of faith

But I’m willing to return to the burning flames

I’m willing to return to love

To fall, to bleed, to die...for someone

Here and now

I am rising up to try again

I am afraid of the fall,

But I promise to not look down and give in

Give me your hand

Let the love inside of you

Pour into my own dead heart;

Borrow some embers for the ashes

One more time,

I want to try

One more time,

I want to feel those flickering flames

I am returning to love

It’s the choice I make

One more time

I’ll try to be alive...and not stay in this dead soul of mine

i had a feeling you might not stay

so let my phone ring a few times before i answered

i prepare to let myself be hurt as

i listen to your voice make promises

that you werent capable of keeping

you take my hand in yours

and i knew that once you planted a kiss

on my palm, that i would hold in on

my heart later that night to heal

the crack you left in it as you drove

away before i stepped inside

you let me believe you

when you knew you didnt even

believe yourself, how selfish of

you to use me because you knew i

was the only one in love, the only

one of us that would do

anything for the other

your lips that were once on my

body are now forgein to my skin and

i wonder if you found someone

else to replace my seat in the pasenger

side of your car

i cant bear the thought of you

listening to her favorite songs the

way you never did with mine

- why was it so easy for you to leave?