You have never even noticed the trail of tears I leave you at the end of the night.For the simple fact you dont hold me anymore at dawns earliest light.We no longer snuggle just fight.For if you have grown tired of my love,just let me go back in flight. This trail of tears is growing cold. They're not tired just getting old.I ask of you, not to lie but let it be told. For this trail of tears I have shed they are now all dead. No more lies and no more shame. For this is the bitter end of this game. If I am not your love, who is? Dont expect to find much of a heart left at the end of the trail of these tears. Congradulations you confirmed my worst fears.
