You pick me up and then you slaughter me down br I can't do nothing but to hear your wicked sound br Her soul inblooms like the flowers in the valley br Yet I encounter a familer feeling of thorns, so I add a tally br My fragile heart is scatterd once again br I'll rate your ways of torture a perfect ten br Your vicious presence here is no longer required br I've shut down young and my love has retired br I wanna attempt new ways but I fear to much br I've locked myself in and neglected myself from touch br The face I see in the mirror is greatly hurting br His eyes are shamefull and red tears are what i see br I wanna help him but he feels much too hopeless br He wants more then just a simple assistbr br Andrew Hoffmanbr br