What’s a heartsick girl to do?  
Maybe you don’t believe in me
Maybe you don’t believe in you
I got enough faith for both of us two

Now I lay me down to bed
Mum doesn’t want me filled with dread
I go to sleep with no sorrow
Knowing I will  wake tomorrow
Thank you, Lord, for every breath
From now until my faraway death
I’ll do my best to live life well
They will never see my soul in Hell

Desire cares not about right or wrong
It don’t give a **** if you wait far too long
Desire will keep you guessing and unsure
It will invite you onto the porch and not open the door
Desire sits in your stomach like a stone
It will introduce you to friends
And you’ll still feel alone
Desire will cause you to obsess
So many options ignored for one best
Desire will bring you down to the well
Dying of thirst
A whole new Hell
Unable to swallow
Throat sore and swelled
Thirst
The worst
When it will end
No one can tell

Breathing through my eyes
Hearing through my skin
Feeling through my ears
You open my senses
And you ain’t even here
I’d probably be able to taste the air
If you were near

Is it a credit to me
That I’m not as bad as I should be?
I had it hard and didn’t crumble
Whoopie
I’d rather have had it easy

I got something to say to you
…
Forget it
What’s the use?