Tonight i feel like a maniac
and tonight that has to be okay
these thoughts make me feel so empty
I'm going completely insane.

oo whoever stole my happiness
I wanted to leave you a note
You see the sun has now stopped shining
The flowers refuse to grow

Too whoever robbed my happiness
My body wont ever look the same
I have no way to let this melancholy feeling out
And feel I deserve this pain

Too whoever thieved my happiness
The fog was my only silence
It enveloped me in the only love i know
The love that resembled violence

Too whoever swindled my happiness
I'm hanging on by a thread
For if you take this last piece away
I'm good for nothing but death

I remember telling you i loved you
As tears spilled down your moonlit face
As the crack in my heart has been filled
However yours where a different case

You were my best hello
And now my hardest goodbye
My heart is filled with sorry
Yet my eyes still remain dry

Im just not wanted nor needed here
I have explained this all before
I said i would never leave you
But now you're crying on the bathroom floor

Im sorry my love, this is it
The bittersweet symphony
When you're looking for my love
Its right in your heart you see

For the holes you filled in mine
Are passed to someone new
As the time slowly passes without me
Someone new will heal your cracks too

Your name still stings my tongue
Like an early morning coffee
These mornings feel more difficult to overcome
Most days i stay in bed
Nursing my battle scars from the night before
I cant remember a time when it didn't sting to shower
As i think of you
A gentle teardrop rolls silently down my face
Im left to think
When did it all go wrong

awoken by a bleak morning
as the fog came bellowing in
i opened up my window
so i could hear the blackbirds sing

I longed to hear their song
it used to be so nice
the sun used to glisten through the window
the air cold and crisp like ice

since the people i loved dearly
all left me one by one
the sun no longer shined and
the blackbirds no longer sung

i cried out in despair
"Just sing me one last song"
but the fog had scared the blackbirds
and now they as well had gone

One day i hope to wake up
to the sun beaming through the blinds
and hear the blackbirds singing
and a warmer feeling inside

until that day arrives
im left here on my own
ill sing the melancholy song
and hide underneath my throws