hello stepping stone.
Wipe that dumb look off your face.
Well, I know I can`t.
A quick stab back in the face, a hit when you`re down.
See, people are disposable.
Every now and then I find a heart and mind that match my own,
and those are the only ones worth pushing for.
Oh, please won`t you try and just hold on tonight.
Well, he can`t see what you do to me.
I read the loneliness on your face,
and I can really tell you`re really not okay.
In my mind things are just left open wide.
The last of innocence makes me wrong instead of right.
Its part of becoming accustomed to my body.