Sleepless nights,
Because of you,
Thoughts racing,
Because of you.
In the end worrying is what I do best,
If you're going to say you still love me,
It better not be just a jest,
If you keep loving me it'll break me.
This love is harsh,
This always twists and turns and splashes about,
Your tears are turning this grassland to marsh,
This forbidden fruit impossible to touch is making me want to tear my eyes out.
