You maybe sitting down and laughing thinking you...
You maybe thinking that she's laying down holding...
Come with me
in the red forest of the present...
We're not promised tomorrow,
These’s past four years without you...
Wandering lost and deserted
Home is nothing like youd think...
You said you needed me
when infact you...
I go to lay down for the night on my side
But I feel the empty open air press harshly...
I reminisce often
Of love and hate...
You didn't just say those words
You poured them on me...
You left before your time
Leaving me in mournful sighs...
I have outlived all my wives
outlasted all of my lovers...
It burns doesn't it
Really turns doesn't it...
I can't type
Its hard...