when its all said and done baby,
what was there to hold onto?
empty promises and lies?
i bet my passion still haunts you..

i bet my soul still makes you nervous,
i bet my voice still lingers in the deepest parts of your body..
like a disease spreading through your veins,
& i hope it never ends..

you will always remember me,
you will always miss me..
when you try to build something new,
with someone new,
all that you think you have will crash and burn..

everything you think youre creating,
will be diminished
& whatever little piece of happiness you find,
will die a slow death..

you will try to find someone like me
someone better than me but,
sorry dear..