It's strange not talking to you.
I've grown used to the sound of your voice
I've grown used to your company
I didn't have much choice
Something in the arguing
Has made me somehow numb
I'm not ready to give up yet
Please tell me we're not done
Because the ending means a failure
And more wasted precious time
I poured so much energy
Into a person that was not mine
In the beginning you were
The love I hoped I'd find
You said you felt it too
But I guess that was a lie
I wish you could be nicer
I don't know why you've grown so mean
Everything is my fault
I hide so I can't be seeen
By anyone around
Or else they know that I'm alive
You'd prefer they think that I stayed dead
And I regret being revived