You've left me with only questions in despair.
Oh my do I just miss that hair.
Twisting my fingers into those beautiful curls.
Now, all you are to me...
is one big, repressed, memory,
If I ever heal internally...
You still wouldn't know.

It's getting late but it never bothered anyone,
Or me, or you.
You're my dizziest day dream so don't hesitate to yawn.
I've been waiting so long so just before you leave just tell me I deserved it.

What kills me most is you've made me lose my will.
I wrote about you everyday.
I haven't written for a month and 19 days.
My loss of will to smile,
and my loss of will to hope.
It's what kills me most.
I've lost my will to restrain from tears,
they burn with every inch as they run down my face.
I've lost my will to care.
I've lost my will.
I've lost my will to figure out how this broke me more than anything.

It's all black and white here and,
and could I just have your number?
Because I stare off into space and think about
the times that we did those things, that actually
never even happened. But they could, and they won't.
I just think about you, and I think about me, if we'd ever be.
You're just a made up part of my mind, you help me sometimes.
and when I break my gaze, I'm alone again.

If you don't feel loved after loving me
then you're doing it all wrong.
Take me or leave me I can't hang around here for long.
This is all of me and I give it to you...
That is something you must understand, something you must consume.

These copper wires that hang from my head,
heat up so quickly, my mind is so sickly.
Can't be cooled until you've poured water over of my head,
that leaves me drenched only to be dried up again.
This slight evaporation. Oh what this head has done to me.

I can never say what I feel inside,
and it kills me tonight
'Cause I'm watching you with all of these words
but nothing comes to surface,
I kiss you off once again with words bursting from my eyes
with a mouth gone dry, and all I say is "goodbye".