So soft lips. Eyes so deep. As a puddle on the street. You neally killed me and sometimes when it's late at night and I lie awake...I remember your voice. Your perfect words. You said such pretty things that matched my melody. You were the half I'd searched for until after my heart ripped out with my smile from your touch.Though it's a year later...late at night. I remember your voice. your perfect words. Well here are my scars you'd better see. I hope it hurts you...WHt you did to me and I hope late at night when you can't sleep and when you look into her eyes. You'll remember my perfectly broken words. From your lyrics to my melody. Late at night tears fell down my face memory of the pain. I hear your voice. your perfect words.