On the brink of an edge,
like a sharp knife,
slicing me. slicing my heart.

for the last and final time i cry.
for the last and final time i pain.
never again. no more.

i never healed my old scars.
but yet i still loved with all my heart.
it was bound to happen.
like my shadow,its always around me.
pain. pain.pain.

but now.. take a clue.
i embrace it.
love is something fools believe in.
love is a game that involves only losing, suffering and the making of a man.

softie.. i was.
as he said yeah, too nice? well i admit you are right
that was who i am.
and now i fuck the world.

i saw hope when there were none.
i saw love when i knew it wasnt.
i saw her and i still kept going.
i saw my pains and now i finally came to my senses.

what doesnt kill me,
will make me stronger.

what hurt me,
will make me wiser.

what happened to me before,
will never happen again.