I'm not happy.

with this, or much else.

i just want to hear the sound of your breathing

i don't even mind much, that my own is ceasing

it's enough to know you're alive

even if i don't have much time

i wasted it all on you

i wasted it all.

it's time to be born again

and maybe i'll meet you then

i'll probably meet you then.

but goddamn i'd bet i do it over again.

and i'll waste it all on you.

as long as i hear you breathing.

You say "It's just my skin

 commiting these misdeeds"

"It's not my sin 

just a disease

Strip this skin from my bones

and you'll know, it isn't me"

But you'd better know

better rip out your heart.

before it's stone.

Just know you got to talk it out

Just know you can't break it down

And now when i see you

My stomach is down  in the soles

of my feet.

You say you're changing

You've changed

You'll change

No one ever changes

glad that it only seems to apply to me.

glad that nothing has actually change over the years

glad im just not included

ha, yeah right.

They all say, 
'I'm sorry boy, you shouldn't fly with her kind.
They found a way out of God's love.'

why do i even bother.

I want to be the heart.

I'm so sick of being expendable

You're the head, I'm so far

Away

And my actions just don't hold

I just want You to notice me

But I don't want you to notice me

Not always

I'm not ready to be that.

What I am isn't Your heart

But I know I'm in it.

Always

I want to be the heart