I can’t concentrate on the things I do
I’m always thinking and dreaming of you
I need you now to show me the way
But you lie and push me further away
I love you, why can’t you tell
When I’m away, I’m always in hell
I want to be there every time
I would give up everything, every dime
I always dream about us together
I would pick you up, like a feather
Every time I realize I can’t be with you
I’m missing something and don’t know what to do
I lay here in my room, trying to figure out why
Why I can’t have you and want to die
Every time we talk it’s always about something serious
Every answer you say is always mysterious
I ask what’s wrong and you say don’t worry
I want to know why your wrists are gory
Instead I think of a way for you to heal
I know I can’t help you, so what’s the deal?
