A madman,
Doomed from the start,
Only hears the tearing heart.

A madman,
Begs for love,
Yet lightning strikes from above.

A madman,
Craved only one thing,
To become someone's something.

A madman,
Walks in rain for you,
Just so your nights won't turn blue.

A madman,
Said I love you,
But there's nothing you can do.

The madman,
Asks for a chance,
And yes, the mad man is me.

I was giving her my heart,
Yet she shove me away,

Left me hanging breathless,
In the middle of the day.

If I could clobber my own shadow,
I'll do whatever she says,

Please just let me in,
I'll take all your dismay.

Is it a love song?
Or is it just me thinking about you?
Well, I guess this one is a sad song,
Cause I'm crying all over the place for you.
But it does sound like a classic,
Because of the this stupid cliches that I do.
If I have done everything you asked,
I won't be here dying for you.
Oh how I wished it was just all a love song,
Cause I will forever sing it for you.

To my eyes laid bare,
A hue beyond compare,
In a bottle.

Took a glass and opened,
Left me with words unspoken,
Such aroma.

One sip and it revealed,
Various flavors it concealed,
A cognac.

I should have stop to heed,
Before the drink do the deed,
Too late.

Now I'm here thinking of you,
An empty bottle kept me through,
So wasted.

I am all messed up,
All I can do now is fill my cup with *****,
Cause I'm afraid that I would lose,
The one I love.

Call me hopeless romantic,
Or an idiot for short,
Cause I'll do any sort,
If you want me too.

Oh, Isn't it ironic,
I promised her a world of happiness,
Yet here I am sitting in nothingness,
Because of that love.

I just love her so much,
Every second, minute, hour I think of her,
That using this hand to pull the trigger,
My last option.

Yes, I love her so much,
I'll pull this trigger for her,
End my life for her,
Send her my farewell.

Everything about her is a song,
              Her breathe, my music,
              Her laugh, my melody,
              Her heart, I missed.
She is a symphony, a beautiful one,
             But not without the beat,
             Not without her heartbeat,
             This song will never be complete.
Love shook her hard to ground,
             Broke her heart to pieces,
             Tried to pick it up,
             She shove me away.
It seems to her that everything was wrong,
             Shut herself from the world,
             Feared to love,
             Afraid to get hurt.
So she remains an unfinished symphony,
             With her breathe as music,
             Laughters as melody,
             Heart beat, forgotten.

She, a beauty with no compare,
Dances endlessly in the air,
Caught my heart with no warning.
I, a smudge in the history,
Contained no beauty,
Sing songs only for her.

She, a reincarnation of the sky,
So blue and marvelous,
Would not dare to look down.
For I, a monster from the dirt,
Would only taint her beauty,
So I returned to the earth.

Now she was all alone,
No I to taint her,
This all I did to protect.
Because she and I will never be,
Like the sky and earth you always see,
Never met in the horizon.