Beautiful Agony

  The path in life I did not take.
The decisions leading to my every mistake.
The thoughts urging my cold heart to break.

 Beautiful agony.

 All the time I never got to spend.
 A hand I begged someone to lend.
This happiness is all pretend.

 Beautiful agony.

 The final sign of losing hope.
My only escape is using dope.
There's no such thing as "a way to cope".

 Beautiful agony

  Forever living in,
Beautiful agony...