Cheers to my first attempt, EdxLust. Enjoy!

I don't own FMA and never will, or The Used

All That I've Got

So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me

I'm caught red handed now I'm far from lonely

I sleep, I still see you lying next to me

So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me.

I need something else would someone please just give me

Hit me, knock me out and let me go back to sleep

I can laugh all I want inside I still am empty

So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me

I'll be just fine, pretending I'm not

I'm far from lonely and it's all I've got.

I'll be just fine pretending I'm not

I'm far from lonely and it's all that I've got.

I guess, I remember every glance you shot me

Unharmed I'm losing when it steals my heat

I scored so hard it stopped your heart from beating

So deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me

Taboo… The difference between it and normal could be considered a fork in the road. Both connected by one road, but both separated by miles. Then again, you can never tell where which side will merge. And maybe, in the end they were both the same after all. The roads leading you to different places, meeting different people. Unknown, that in the end, they are both the same. People searching for the path of normalcy end up finding that they took the wrong path. Met the wrong people. If that's true, which it very much is then how will you know which to choose when it comes down to what you want. Many people do not take either path decide to simple sit in the center wait for someone to take them. Those are the kinds that are so confused that they don't know which way to find what they're looking for. Though many people go a certain path, it may become the wrong path, and they may find the merger that they seek into what everyone that takes either right or left, taboo or normalcy. This philosophy, this chaos is what makes the world what it is, and why it is considered so unique. Even if you met the wrong people, you still gained something. Even if you went the wrong way, you will still end up at the end. The world and all of its imperfection makes it what you really wanted in the end. Not the dream you sought to have. Not the end you wanted in the beginning. But the end that you deserved at the end. This she thought about as she tried to understand the world that she, and he lived in. He, who had searched for the most taboo of the taboo, the philosopher's stone. She, who had in turn searched for the one who would be able the grant her wish, to become human again. To become accepted, normal. Toying with one of his blond strands she realizes, No matter how many steps apart they are, both are searching for the same thing in the end. The roads will merge, but no one can ever know where or when they will. And that was enough to keep her moving in his arms or not.

That was my first try (cheers to my first attempt!) It took me a good two weeks to think of this so R& R