I hate it.
The feeling of regret when you were...

Dark, hollow, and follows me where I go.
No image, no make-up, nothing to be base on...

There are things that I've noticed
when I have you on my mind...

I get so sick to my stomach
when I realize all the love...

What's this awkward pressure, or
feeling building in my chest...

Tell me whenever I hurt you,
or how am I suppose to know...

A suffocating sense that has your
heart enclosed...

I have this feeling or pressure
building on my chest...

The day will come when I can
call you mine...

Our candle of love, has suddenly
blown out...

I look up to the sky,
and I send this message...

Your the water that falls from the
sky, whenever I'm sad, or when...