Over

I no longer long for your touch,
because its cold as ice.
im sick of this drama,
im sick of these fights.

i look in your eyes,
and i see his face.
hes inside you now,
taking my place.

and i cant do nothing,
but sit and stare.
because this is what you want,
no matter how much i care.

its him.
oh god, its him.
why?
why why why!
i cant do this anymore.
im sorry.