Every morning I wake up,
Sad, broken, crying.
Because there is something missing,
And without it I'm dying.
...
I can't get up,
Because the pain is too strong.
So I keep crying,
Drowning in this life so wrong.
...
It's agonizing,
To see myself like this.
I'm missing something,
And I know exactly what it is.
...
I missĀ her
...
I miss her when I wake up alone,
I miss her when I go to bed alone,
I miss her when I need someone to talk to,
I miss her when there's nothing to hold on to.
I miss her every single day,
I don't want her to go away...
...
This applies to three girls for me,
I wish my heart weren't as weak as I claim it be.
...
Do you girls even know,
What you're doing to a guy like me?
I fall in love as soon as you say you care,
You are so fucking killing me.
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