As my head lays motionless on top of a soaked pillow

While my empty music fills the void of the room at midnight

Blank eyes illumanted by wrung out lyrics

I know you'll never be there 

right in my hour of need

 

Being absent from the pain is lonely

So lonely, I try not to be 

All I do is hide away behind a facade, how vacant my theatere really is

Shows stuck behind rehearsed lines

I try not to want to

 

I keep rolling around in sheets in the dark

waiting for that last note

 

I can't help but love it even though I try not to

Turn a deaf ear to my prescence is what I've managed through

Love the way I feel so cold

I love the way it hurts

becasue it reminds me what I'm truly worth in the dark

 

In the dolor nights I cry myself to a bittersweet felt sleep

I weep in marked time that I'll be in your arms hold/

that you'll love me while I fall apart

I try not to, but hearing the words I want to

makes me more of a mess

 

I dig until my lip bleeds, till I can barely breathe

with my fingers scratching deep into the wreck I call myself

I am covered by the music in the background

My tears don't have a sound track

but they replay the most dark times where I

hear the words I love at night

 

"I wish you were here......"