A girl with hair that stood
And eyes so bright they fade to blue
The angst inside that manifests the
Actions drawn from mere defense. I-
See that your guard is down
I try my best to stay aroused
When knowing right from wrong can't match
The sheer regret that makes me gasp. You-
Have so much left to do
From moshing pits to passing school
I can't grasp on your tiny wrists
It's hard to face the fact, I'm losing you