Your touch is still lingering although I try to rid myself,
Of the pain of your absence it's no good for my health,
Your kisses still wonder around my absent mind,
What good would it be to commit such a crime,
To keep me from sanity to keep me from the calm,
Oh how hard it seems to me, I mustn't go on,
I will not be sane, I will not be sober,
This endless pain and suffering shall ne'er be over,
Why cause me such misfortune, what was the point of this,
Why did I ever touch soft hands, why did I let us kiss,
I've always seen this coming, I knew it from the start,
I thought I could not feel such things, in my already empty heart,