Oh what a mess you made of my head making me feel like I am nothing
Oh what a mess I made of you instead spilling your guts all over in my head
You did the same to me in our bed telling me that our love meant nothing
And I’m not much better
Because I think much darker
About your soft smooth skin
I dream about making it end
I know I don’t fade away so easily from your mind (Everyone knows he’s alone)
You come in to watch me sleep and take my lungs away (Everyone knows he’s alone)
You took my lungs, and you watched me sleep. (And you took my lungs) He’s alone
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