What is it about you
That makes me miss you so...

I can't tell you why
But I still want to try...

Since there is no use for self pity
And there's no use for tears...

There's no other place or time
when I've felt so alone...

I'm on the boarderline of death
The line of suicide...

You have had a rough day
But hun, theres no need to be glum...

Queen nine, I'm waiting on the flop
The cards are all dealt out...

I think I know now, why
why you've avoided me...

I never thought feel like this
I didn't think it through...

I'm gonna write a poem for you
I'll write it with a twist...