I'm looking around trying to find your face,
Then I realise you're gone and you're no longer in this place.
I try to remember why exactly you decided to go,
I am too guilty and it's really starting to show.
I think you would say, "Nick, not everything's about you,"
But in this case, Em, it's actually true.
I want to find reassuance and be told to follow my heart,
If you hadn't given me that present we wouldn't have fell apart.
Some things hurt to much and some things die,
Some people are happy and some people lie.
To find out what's in your heart and in your very soul,
It's too much to take because in mine there is a demonic hole.
I'm sorry what I said and everything that I did not,
I'm sorry that I took you for advantage and I'm sorry that I even miss you a whole lot.
