Sleeping in our empty bed
Can't get your face out of my head
I think of all the things you said
And wonder if I'll wake up dead.
My words like razors on my lips
My rage like fire on finger tips
I feel my sanity as it slips
And I feel my heart beat as it rips.
Crying as I sleep alone
In our silent, empty home
Distant laughter cuts to bone
Through pallid skin as cold as stone.
Soon I feel too numb to care
I fall into an empty stare---
A broken smile is all I wear
It's getting way too hard to bare.
But then I think I hear the door
So I jump across our bedroom floor;
My tears start falling even more
And against my will they pour and pour.
Down the stairs I run to you
But you say there's nothing I can do
"We're over, done," you say, "We're through."
And I scream as my heart is ripped in two.
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