Needle

Trapped in his pen Killing the man within The needle digs deep through his shallow skin A feeling untouched by friends and kin Again and again, the same old trend Has me asking "When?" But maybe... This time will be The time that he Will finally see All that he's done to me When I need to cry and wanna die My eyes are dried by the lie of perfection And reminded again by my own perception To let go of all the deception Again and again, the same old trend Has me asking "When?" But maybe... This time will be The time that he Will finally see All that he's done to me WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?! [Breakdown]