If your absence burned my stomach like your eyes do
then I'd take you back and beg you not to go
it feels so tragic trying to live the way that you do
each day spent forgetting wishes that I know
now it hurts just keeping busy like your hands do
and it scars my mind to dream of what's unreal
but I still cant kiss off pain the way your lips do
so I'll just leave it there for someone else to feel