The way your lips feel on my lips
The way i feel when you put your hands on my hips...

Empty and broken,
By words softly spoken...

She'll pick you up
On your lowest day...

I miss you so much
In the very worst way...

The blood of my life,
Pumping through my vein...

I have a broken heart
You tore it in two...

I am not worth it
So don't cry for me...

No concentration
No sleep...

You speak to me
In the language of lies...

Gun in hand
Bullet in head...