I looked in the mirror
saw the terror in my face.
Was I to lose you
remembering long gone days.

You seemed indifferent
lived your life just the same.
Was I a simple victim
of a twisted little game?

And my heart don't feel so good.

So I took sixteen steps
to get away from it all.
Them steps were all it took
To initiate my fall.

Now I'm on the ground
silence sitting next to me.
A drop seeps from my eye
that will never have to see.

And my heart don't feel a thing.

vamanos