You feel nothing And deep down inside You know you wanna love And be loved to infinity.
Why do I mention infinity All of the sudden? In maths, infinity equals zero. Zero, or in other words empty.
You'll keep asking yourself Of this neverending emptiness. Infinite emptiness.
You know, once a glass Is decided to hold infinity Nothing can fill it up. That's what happens to someone Who decided on feeling empty Subconsciously or consciously.
You may have someone To love you afterwards But it won't ever feel enough.
At some point You'll stare into the wall And wonder why The glass won't fill itself.
There's a cure for sadness. There's a cure for loneliness.