I think even my teardrops are tired of falling down
They drop restlessly and tumbles to the floor without making a sound
I guess the clouds feel sorry for me cause when I cry, they cry, too
The girls don't know why I wanna just lay down and die but they know it's all because of you
If I just stop crying, would I really stop caring ?
Left to right, people try to sell me their simple sympathy
But I know deep down in my heart that it's not what I need
The depth of my soul is internally wounded and shattered
And you're so stuck on your own life that I don't even matter
If you were the one crying, would I even start caring ?
Never have I felt so empty inside
I've parted from my body, my soul, my mind
My heart beats different without you now
I used to be your queen, but you removed my crown
If we're both crying, I wonder which one would first stop caring ?
