Sitting here looking at all those beaming faces 
Their joy is over whelming 
Boisterous laughter fills the room its all-so sickening   
The deep emptiness is echoing a painful song 
What happened to my emotion? 
Stolen long ago 
Can't really say I want them back 
But I'm tired of the hollow feeling eating me alive
Slowly pulling the knife from my back 
Pain is my ecstasy 
You give me a passing glance of slight distain 
Why didn't you just stab me in the heart? 
So I could have looked you in the eyes and seen the truth 
Holding the knife you gave to me 
I'll return it to you 
Smiling a true friend stabs you in the face 
I'll take back my ability to feel 
Hoping that its sill locked up within you  
This is the end of the line 
I thought my heart entrapped in ice but now I know its dead
Leave me hear and take you love I can not be saved