every time I see you my heart sinks a little deeper
every time I’m near you I feel you getting weaker
how can you love with that monster inside?
and how can you live when you know that you’ll die?
all of your secrets could be bought with a dime
and all of your hopes will be lost to time
dying for something that just isn’t there
because dying for nothing just isn’t fair

your emotions start to feel as hollow as the reasons you seek...