My heart's restless,
I didn't mean to do it,
It aches;
The burning of betrayal in my chest,
Of hurting someone else,
Blaming and cursing,
Victimise the victim,
You are suspicious enough,
But only you know your crime,
I'm hurt, but I hurt others,
Fill my lungs with carbon monoxide,
Don't let me take you for granted,
I'm sorry,

In a teenage world,
I ask myself 'what am I doing here?'
I've seen it through,
The poorly tinted glass of childhood,
But to experience it first hand?
It's something else.
The hole in my heart,
Opens wider with regret,
This is all your fault,
How would I know of your return?
You confuse me,

These feelings;
They don't feel real,
But, they are there,
Tugging me,
I am tired of acting,
At the beginning,
It was all salt and water,
Now, they are missing,
It's just regret building up,
The heartbreak was just an illusion,

Fill my lungs with carbon monoxide, Victimise the victim,
I am suspicious enough,
But, only I know my crime,
I'm becoming the monster,
I saw on the other side of the glass.