I clung on to the thought of you coming back to me, but now in disappointment I find it only just a dream. I looked for a hand to hold but found nothing in return, I expected the same from you but instead I watched it all burn. I thought it would be different. Why am I always the deserted lover. I was always your's, but I guess you were never mine. I thought you felt the same as me and maybe even a little more, I tried to fall in love with you so hard to even up the score, but once I fell too deep you were already over it. I tried so hard to love you and find the words I'd want to say, but really you never felt anything strong enough to see the light of day. When I closed my eyes I saw you gleaming, and you closed your eyes pretending you couldn't see me.
Do my eyes deceive me or am I in another trap, it's been so long in these bars I don't know whether it's the present or the past. Thinking of life without you, it seems so very plain, but life with you has caused me too much pain. I once said that you were my life, but now there's no life left in me. All the pain wouldn't have been worth one kiss, but the scary thing is,
Despite all the pain, I'd do anything to relive it all again.