It's Only a Sad Song he'll Never Care to Understand.

It's Only a Sad Song he'll Never Care to Understand.
In The Hands Of

if only
there could be
such thing
as a
a younger mind
more innocent
and untouched
by the hands of...

I'm so sorry
If you misunderstood me
at first
i was there
when it was your name
they cursed

i'll lay my hand
over your fist
i'm so sorry for how
your pain is

i saw you
from 'cross the counter
you said my question
was moderate
a barrier
no one sees
through that pale skin
i hope i can fix
what's broken within.

in my hands
a fist of anger
you let me
though it's a danger

wipe the tear
from your cheek
hold you through
each wrenching week

i saw you
from 'cross the counter
you said my question
was moderate
a barrier
no one sees
through that pale skin
i hope i can fix
what's broken within.

"you're my reflecting god"