I walk this life,
With endless strife,
No sense of direction,
Loss of affection.
My knees are down,
Upon the ground,
Hands pulling hair,
Is there anything fair?
I met her one day,
had no courage to say,
for her I would fight,
to make everything right.
I gave her my voice,
and she had a choice,
to take me over him,
and live life on a whim.
I knew before she chose,
Within my heart I froze,
I'll never be the same,
In life's little game.
Now I walk,
The night, I stalk,
Soul full of desire
And nothing to fuel the fire.