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So you want to know why I'm not talking?
Nothing's
happened to give me a story to tell.
So you're
curious how my life's going?
It's going
like I'm damned in hell.
What's the point in trying...when I can't even care?
Why am I still living...when the way I feel is dead?
What's the point in hoping...when you're
never there?
Can you tell me how to stop...this voice inside my head?
Am I a fucking lunatic? Have I gone insane?
Not sure what's real anymore and every day's the same.
Sometimes
I can't stop myself from shaking,
And I know that I'm to blame.
I tell myself you think of me sometimes,
But is this really true?
I fight
with my mind every day,
Trying to control my thoughts
of you.
When you get right down to the basics,
When you honestly open your eyes and see.
I matter very little to you,
And you're everything to me.
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