I think, I kinda, love him

I cant hear you
Cuz hes echoing in my brain
I pretend to not need you
So you believe I'm okay

But I hear his voice
Instead of you talking
Hes telling me he had no choice
He had to keep walking

I don't think I'm fine
I continue to cry
Its been three months
I still miss his love

I wish it was the same
I'm sick of our game

I see his face
I'm not okay
Everything has changed
We don't exchange words
Cuz thats all that hurts

Hes haunting me
He has taken the real me

I don't see you
I cant concentrate
My heart wont leave too
I cant even try to hate
Any part of him
And I cant face it

And again that sing
Has come on
Its overplayed to match my mood
Cuz its on only when I think of you

I'm delirious
Sedated in my own world
This problem is serious
I think I'm gonna hurl

Take the voices out
I cant stop them
I think I'm got a problem
I think, I kinda, love him