Alright, perhaps I'm listless

Drained, by my past now gone

So, please don't get ahead of yourself  

You won't find what you're hoping for

But I do hope you're not disappointed

I can only be who I am, to who I try to be



But if you so choose to go on with me

I hope you remember what was said from the beginning



Don't tell me that you love me
Because I won't love back
Don't tell me that you need me
Because I don't need that
Don't tell me that you want me
Because I'm on my own



So,  

When it all start to whittle

Remember every bit of what was said, every bit of it  


Yes, maybe I want to be by myself

Not wanting anyone else

But I'm not



For I truly hope you're not disappointed

I could only be who I am, to who I try to be

But if you so dare, to go on

Don't you use those words, those gestures,  

Or even make promises that hold no meaning to you

Because to me they will and once they do I hold on to them

While I'm easily crippled, to be repaired with side effects.

If I was to be honest I don't know either.

I am neither
Left nor right.
Which way to turn
in the dar-kest
night?
Do I choose
from the point
of sight?
Can I see
from a hint
of light?
The side to choose
when we all
must fight?
Will it be
left or right?

I was neither
left nor right.
The way I'd turn
in the dar-kest
night
He'd guide me
with, a hint
of light.
What side to choose
when I must fight.
Will then be
what is right.