‘Tell me, how does it feel?
To have someone so completely blinded by love
That they worshiped you
How does it feel to push me down…
Push me down…watch me drown’.

A false emotion, that might have been real…
How would I know?
Too much time has gone passed to go back and find the answers now
It’s over, broken, dead, gone.
He will never come back.
I know it.
I know he doesn’t want to talk to me.
I ignore it.

It’s not surprising when people tell me anymore.
It’s not surprising when I find out you don’t want me at your door.

Everything I sacrificed, and everything I gave away.
Everything I did for you…just for you to turn around and spit me out.
I don’t understand, what I said to you.
Or what I might have done
To have you run away with her
And leave me behind … so easily.

I find it hard to talk to you
I find it hard to breathe
I find it hard to smile
I find it hard to leave.

My body is exhausted.
It’s so hard to hold in the pain.
Because I cling to these memories to feed my hunger.
You’re portrait wont fade away.

So, here I am.
Alone again.
Another day
Another day without you.