It's cold and I'm shaking
I've been missing you too long
overdose on energy drinks
3 packs of cigarettes gone
bones popping out
i haven't eaten in weeks
too depressed to move on
too stubborn to admit you're gone
i wish i could see things
the way that you do
that there is never an end
just the start of something new
well that's not how i think
and that's not what i see
ours was an end, no start
and i blame me
