I read his letters every night,
I long for him to be here...

The idea of love,
The idea of feeling...

Hopeless surrenders,
Long goodbyes...

The worlds spinning around me,
I can hear but barely see...

Curled up alone,
Cant sleep tonight...

Nearly 8 months together,
Slowly it starts to change...

On a path to self destruction,
Thats what they all say...

Something cold inside of me,
Something I cant feel...

She dreamy every night,
That she would find him...

When I grow up,
My prince charming will come...

Our love was meant to last,
I knew that from the start...

Turn around and look,
What have you done to me...