I write and I write
Yes that's what I do
It helps to keep me from thinking of you
As much as I write
Of love and despair
It doesn't ease the pain
You still don't seem to care
I'll keep writing
Until I die
It doesn't mean that I won't cry
Cry for you
Cry for me
Cry for what I want it to be
I'll just keep wiping the tears away
Maybe life will be better today