Finding you is sweet enough,
To corrode my will.
Sugars in the atmosphere,
I'll eat my fill.
Can't you see it's powerful?
I feel a chill.
Finding you, I've found me,
And now I see, it's not pretty.

Watching you cower down in fear,
Is too tempting and sad for me.
Why is the thrill of working to earn it all,
Giving me such overpowering emotional masochism?
It's not enough to have it now, first you must fall.
Switching is uncontrollable, it's intertwined.
Whenever I picture it, what I see and what I feel.
In all this, it's you I find.

It's not really forgiven,
No matter what you say.
Temporary strength is what arises,
From the indistinct pain.
My recollection of you grows dim,
I'll never win.
It all softens in my heart,
As I forget that we're far apart.

The night is rekindled by another,
But no matter what,
I have hope that I can find you.
This is me, finding you.