Your heart filled with hate vacuums the smile off my face. It makes a bad day pass slower --your backward ideas-- Stumbling and falling instead of reaching... I don't want to. I dont want to look at the stars with you Until you can look at strangers with me (And smile instead of smirk) a sneer across your face, Everything is ugly to you And beauty can't exist in anything, in anyone at all...) Are not here Your body is a shadow a memory of what used to be We can say hello but you're dead to me. I don't want to look at the stars with you Until you can look at strangers with me and smile.