28 November 2012
I may have broke a promise Just remember You broke yours too
Don't get self-righteous It doesn't look good on you
Some nights I would wish and hope and pray and Wish And hope and Pray That you would do one thing for me
At least set me free
But would I have gone? Maybe not. They say the best prison is the one without bars You took the lot.
I was never with you, but I was never without I will never doubt that we could have been But really
Nothing is ever what it seems.
You're gone now but I question if you were ever Really There
Bars • Opuss № I