It's An Energetic Drain,
It's A Wound Without Pain,
A Haemorrhage From Within,
An Ailment Born Of Sin.

I Can't Quite Keep From Wasting Away,
His Eyes Weep He Knows I Can't Stay,
The More I Took The More I Paid,
All Was Taken Without Fair Trade.

I Was Growing An Absence Inside,
I Had To Take Leave So The Soul Could Revive,
Make A Room To Breath So I Could Decide,
Wear My Heart On My Sleeve Or To Never Confide.

Love Is Just That,
There's No Figures Or Stats,
While I Trust Him,
I Won't Let Him Dim.

I'll Dig Through The Dirt,
I'll Heal Away Hurt,
I'll Reform Till I'm Whole,
Pressure Makes Diamonds From Coal.