When you brain gets twisted and your heart grows numb.
And you think you’re all alone and your songs a’ been a’ sung.
How nobody can love you the way you can love yourself.
And opening up is pointless.
How you’re loosing your faith in everything.
“How come she don’t care?”
You whisper with a tear on your face.
And you hate to cry, especially in this place.
And you scream and tell for love but it doesn’t come your way.
And then you begin to question loves existence.
You come to the conclusion, love isn’t real. And she’s not there.
You can wallow or move on.
She doesn’t want you.
She won’t even touch you.
So stop trying