I see the way you look at me,
when I do something wrong...

I walk into the room
you stop, look, and listen...

Look at her, isn't she beautiful
you see her across the room...

She's falling
lost in a fantasy world...

If tomorrow does not come for me,
Know that I love you...

It' not the way you look at me,
It's not the way you walk with me...

I love you..
It's like...

I hold the knife.
Firmly in my hand...

If I die before I wake
and tomorrow never comes for me...

It's more than the way you look at me with those...
It's the truth and honestly I find there...

My thoughts are going blurry
can't stand it here anymore...

A love built on lies
dies cold and fast...