You didn't ask me if I was okay.
You gave no goodbye, just turned away.

The saddest part is that I'd run into your arms,
no thinking needed, I'd instantly buy the scam.

Because your heavy metal tones wander through my core,
because for only one bitter kiss I would implore.

You could send for me, I would come alive.
You could give me up once again, I promise not to cry.

I will not send you mean texts, I will not call you non-stop.
I will not act like a lovesick, as long as this repeats a billion times more.

Call me back, please, call for me.
I can do what you want, just say I'm your baby.

This suffocating feeling I cannot let go,
love? whim? whatever it is, it makes me feel whole.