I'm tortured as of now,
And I can't really complain.
Sorry girl of the future,
But I'm playing in the rain.
I'm a mess right now,
All I can do is think of her,
But don't pay much thought about it.
I'm sure if you exist,
My love for her is gone.

You see I'm so lonely,
And she touches me without crossing the strings.
I'm naive and longing to have worth,
To her I know I have a place.  
No, it's not a good one,
But what else can I have?
Just siting in the dark,
Telling the hole in my heart it is full.

It's not like I hate her,
No, none of that.
When I do nasty stuff though,
I don't let her see my face.
Want her to feel my pain,
But she'll never catch on.
As much as I want to leave,
I'm afraid to be gone.

Let me know that you are just mine,
And I promise everything will be just fine.

Because she never was...