When you’re not there, I start thinking.
Thing is, thinking turns into over thinking, which can be deadly,
When you’re not there,
I can actually feel it begin to drive me insane,
When you’re not there,
I crave your words
When you’re not there,
The clouds begin to roll in,
When you’re not there,
I’m broken,
When you’re not there...
I can’t help but thinking about what I should’ve said,
When you’re not there,
I wonder how someone like you could ever love a monster like me,
When you’re not there,
A piece of me is missing,
When you’re not there,
I think.
But you see, thinking is dangerous.
I think about how I wish you were here,
But if not here,
Somewhere else,
At least thinking about me...
But I know you’re not.