It's been two months and counting, and I'm still her pouting, over the loss of you.
I still lye awake, and think that god has forsaken me.
Dream after dream, they are always of you,
things we loved, and things we used to do.
Dreams of getting back together,
for my love will be forever,
and still it smites me in this time.
Two months and then some, and i still want you here.
No matter what people say,
I'll never change my ways,
I'll still be fighting for you.
