Im sitting here, alone by myself,
wondering when Ill see you again.
I love you so much, but I barely ever see you,
am I too high, or are You too low?
Me and You, depressed together,
demolition, suicidal lovers, looking for an escape.
Never knowing joy, but never knowing hate,
I miss you, like pluto misses the sun.
Fuck everyone else, You are who I need,
Id do anything for You, including killing myself.
I quit the weed, I quit the pills,
because You said it made You sad.
And I never want to see You depressed,
or see Your deep eyes cry.
I live my life, only to be with You,
You are who I love, and You are who I worship.
I would try to make You happy,
whenever You are down.
I try to make You laugh, to see Your sweet smile,
to see Your eyes glow, if just for a little while.
I caress You in my arms, and hold You tight,
I love to be with You, all through the night.
When Im without You, I go crazy,
but when You are near, Im like a helpless kitten.
Everyone calls Us hopeless,
with no future, and a meloncholy end.
But what the fuck do they know,
when theyre not in it like We are.
We walk like the dead, with Our heads held low,
closely together, I whisper in your ear.
We would edit the sad parts,
and talk about pretty sunsets.
We would listen to The Clash all day long,
and I would tell You how much You mean to Me.
We have no will to survive, We cheat if we cant win,
We say fuck the rest, and thrive to die together.
We can cut Our wrist while falling asleep,
as I would hold You in My arms,
while the blood runs down,
and We die in this hell-hole of a town. |
