I’m stuck here alone with little else but memories of you, on memory foam.
Filled with relics of regret, paying dues to every moment wasted, on words left unsaid.
I’ll kill for one more day, to pool my thoughts, and find the words to say.
They say love and hate are closely tied, that they can turn at a moment’s notice.
I promise if you’re with me say the word and we’ll find a way
So here we go again, wishing that we could start again
There’s nothing left of me lost in a void I don’t see, here’s nothing left to believe
The war is over, the rain is falling and all that’s left has blown away
No matter how often its looks like I’ll collapse exhausted, even if i crumble away completely , there is no end.
Just give me a reason to keep my heart beating.
