Its a bad day for mourning the past,
But I always hold on too hard, especially when its this far.
The only place where I can leave you alone,
Is when I close my eyes underneath six feet of soil.
I don't like to admit that its true,
And I like to pretend that its nothing to do with you.
I feel possessed just being near.
This cannot be happening to me, I don't want to live like this...
Feeling what I feel.
This is over my head but underneath my feet
By tomorrow I might just forget, your all there is.
Then everything will be back to normal,
Her. this empty space, with me somewhere in between.
Is this now her reality or another dream?
I'll stay until you ask me to leave...
So I beg of you, ask me to leave.
Just so that I can live and be free once again.
