The papers keep piling up
And the higher they get
The less I care
The more I swear
The more I'd rather be anywhere
But here
And you used to call me "my dear"
When we were alone
Now I'm always alone
Even when you are here
And I don't want to hear
All things that I'm not
But she thinks that I am
I'm not worthy, I'm Man
And I'm so thirsty for God
But I keep drinking sand
I am starving for love
But I throw it away
When it asks me to stay
And I'd pray
But I'm scared that you won't hear me plea
Please God, listen to me
I don't know what to be
What to do with myself
Can I talk to you God?
Cause I'm not feeling well
My skin hurts
In the places I chose
On my wrists
And my nose
Which keeps filling with blood
My head feels like a flood
Cause it won't ever stop
Stop me now
Because I am the unworthy Man
And I'm so thirty for God
Yet I keep drinking sand

when i met you, it was easy
we were young
love
what is that?
neither of us knew, but
we taught each other
and now we know

do we know?

four years together
would make it seem like
we do know what love is
after all, i love you
i loved you
do i still love you?

i think i loved you
four years ago
four months ago
four weeks ago
four days ago

but you see,
i met him
three days ago
and now i am not sure.
and
now you want me again
but only because
he wants me too

four days ago,
those three words
probably would have been enough

but four days ago
you were on my mind before i went to sleep

and now you're not

love
is not easy
to let go of

but how do you choose
between an old love
guaranteed
and a new love
maybe

it's too big a risk
and i'm afraid to make the wrong choice