I feel it leave me and
It hurts, oh, it hurts
That you're mine, still mine, want to be mine and I
Want it for you but
I feel nothing
Nothing
Nothing

I will it to come back but
At the same time I don't.


I think about being in your arms but
At the same time, I don't want it.

There is nothing but the tear-stained feeling of emptiness, tiredness
As if the night had been spent sobbing
(it wasn't.)