They cause the pain just to feel alive,
For nothing else has felt so real.
My own hearts is giving up on me as I try to hold on.
My mind only clings to the memories that remind me of tomorrow,
because to me yesterday didn't exist.
There is nothing worse than living on,
Knowing that you are gone.
There is nothing worth facing,
If my heart isn't racing after you.
But in the end the sky will still be blue,
And my heart will still know things that aren't true.
And maybe there is a reason why this curse has a hold on me so tight,
Maybe I don't really see you, maybe you aren't my light.
But in the end there has to be something,
because there can't be just nothing.
Once tomorrow is in the past,
Will I finally be able to let yesterday last?
