She is starting to lose him, and he wants her to realize that, even though he doesn't think she'll even care. He knows she is fragile even though she thinks she is strong and doesn't think she needs anybody. She uses people and doesn't care, as long as they are there to use because then she doesn't have to feel anything. The innocence was lost because she realized what she was doing and chose to keep doing it anyways. He pleads with her to be open to love, to allow it in before her pain kills any chance, before it is too late, before everyone turn their backs on her. He hopes so much the what they had was real, that he wasn't just another pawn, but in the end, he realizes all she cares about is silencing the pain. But when everyone is gone, the pain is still there, and it doesn't matter how hard she tries to bury it, it doesn't matter what drugs she takes or how many people she steps on. It doesn't matter how loud her silent screams are, nobody hears and nobody cares because she has misused every last one.
She is starting to lose him, and he wants her to realize that, even though he doesn't think she'll even care. He knows she is fragile even though she thinks she is strong and doesn't think she needs anybody. She uses people and doesn't care, as long as they are there to use because then she doesn't have to feel anything. The innocence was lost because she realized what she was doing and chose to keep doing it anyways. He pleads with her to be open to love, to allow it in before her pain kills any chance, before it is too late, before everyone turn their backs on her. He hopes so much the what they had was real, that he wasn't just another pawn, but in the end, he realizes all she cares about is silencing the pain. But when everyone is gone, the pain is still there, and it doesn't matter how hard she tries to bury it, it doesn't matter what drugs she takes or how many people she steps on. It doesn't matter how loud her silent screams are, nobody hears and nobody cares because she has misused every last one.