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I cry alone at night |
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And it makes me feel a bit cold and empty inside |
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But that is what I love |
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Unconscious but holding on |
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And it's raining in my heart |
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There's a fire but it won't burn, though I try |
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I cry alone at night |
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Wishing somehow I could smile |
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Does it leave you feeling proud of what you've done |
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When you know you've hurt someone |
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Or do you really care about their feelings? |
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You should now I had enough, I'm all torn |
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Crushed and burned then carried on |
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Now all that's left is this empty feeling |
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Holding on to you |
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Makes me unsure of myself and so insecure |
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That's why I closed my eyes |
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Now I'm afraid to see what I might find |
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And it doesn't matter if you're not here |
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I blinded and closed my soul |
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It's easy if you're gone |
