dead inside
can't think of anything to do
with my life

words
have vanished from my mind
same as all the joy
(when you left)

time
passes by
we grow older
and love will die

meaningless days
if you're not by my side
to complain about the dogs
barking on the street

meaningless days
without the coffee you used to make
when we were late and so afraid
of the life we had to plan

why are we still fighting?
if you left
what are we still fighting for?
if you left

dead
inside
can't think of anything to do
after you left me all alone

time
passes by
as silence grows
the pain grows stronger

is it fair?
if you left with all the answers
to the life we used to know

why are we still fighting?
if you left
what am I still fighting for?
if you left... me.