chapter 3 : beauty in the breakdown she says she fine her heads on straight she knows where she 's going she does n't realize i see the cracks hidden under the surface she pretends her smile though her eyes deceive her body speaks the truth i see the pain hidden there i see the glaring truth beauty in the breakdown its what i see when i look at her the bloods already spilt her body 's waiting for the hurt beauty in the breakdown tears on the floor she has finally lost the battle doesnt want to go on anymore yesterdays dreams they have not passed work is only a chore she does n't know where shes going she has no more open doors this is not the path she envisioned when she was young growing old there was no pain of failure only glorious made roads beauty in the breakdown its what i see when i look at her the bloods already spilt her body 's waiting for the hurt beauty in the breakdown tears on the floor she has finally lost the battle doesnt want to go on anymore how does she carry on living her life a lie pretending every day that everything is good that everything is fine though everything is just pain she 's very close to the end can not go on no more she wants it all just to stop to close her eyes one night and not wake up on the morrow beauty in the breakdown its what i see when i look at her the bloods already spilt her body 's waiting for the hurt beauty in the breakdown tears on the floor she has finally lost the battle doesnt want to go on anymore chapter 4 : the woman he was dressed casually , but carried a single red rose in one hand , he kept pausing and talked to himself , as if contemplating the task before him .