What sickens me is the thought of another person touching you in the same places that I do - or did
Did I lose or did I win? I lost you & I'm praying I wont spend another cold winter alone with only a notebook & a pen

If what we had wasn't real then I must have been right, I've been sleepwalking through this desolate wasteland I call a life
Was I wrong or was I right? Is this an illusion or was our relationship a lie? I need to know you aren't giving up on us to be able to sleep at night

Its 2:46 a.m. & I can't get ahold of you, I can't make things right