Just yesterday we were happy, just yesterday we smiled.

Just yesterday things were peaceful, but today they're wild.

In 2 days time we commited the crime.

Not cheating, but don't under rate it.

I lied to you, you lied to me.

And THAT'S when things got crazy.

The sight of your anger scares me to death, and I can't believe I created it.

One small lie, small truth locked away

for the crime of being thought inferior.

And the pains and hurts of your past crimes, brushed off and bottled for flavor, come gushing back at one thought of mistreatment, giving my pains from your words a sweet flavor.

Your tongue cuts like a knife,

anger burning like fire.

You hate me, I feel it, you say it

and I can't live a day with it.

So great is your fire, that dying is my one desire.

The guilt and pain just too much to bear.

At the end of my line, trying to hold on, and continue without,