I hate that I can't do what I once did
Now that we're split in this junction
I can't even function
The days are longer
I yearn for the moon
I pretend to be stronger
But that's off of alcohol I consume
I feel my moods changing
Even when I'm in my room
It's filled with emptiness
As I sit in dust like a broom
It hurts, like a knife in the gut
What's worse is now I'm stuck in this rut
With my eyes wide shut
Feelin no love like a mutt
I'm cold, but I can't cover up

No more are the days with joy you'd fill me with
Now are the nights of missed calls you kill me with
I guess it's startin to make sense
I see what must change
Like giving $5 when all you need is 50 cents
And never received the change
I gave my everything for something I physically can't get in return
Like a batter waiting to hit and never getting my turn
The thing that drives me absolutely insane
Is I can no longer hold you for the nights of thunder in the rain
I can't crush the bugs that often would scare you
I can't hold your hand after someone had dared you
I never wanted to share you
The seperation is a shock even though it's something I was aware to
No more layin in bed you would follow me upstairs to
I'll do what it takes but we need to be careful