Talking To Myself
The body of a goddess and the face that stole your heart.
To live your life without her, your soul is torn apart.
She is the only angel in this hell where you reside.
Each day that your without her, you feel as though you’ve died.
Your heart races upon her sight. You’ll always be her acolyte.
Just one look into her eyes will get you through the darkest night.
When you wake, she’s in your head. She’s your last thought before you bed.
You’ll never lose that love for her. You’d cease to live if she were dead.
Why do you love her?
The beauty of a goddess and the voice that stole your heart.
To live one day without her, your mind is torn apart.
You are a lonely person in this hell within your head,
but if she wasn’t also here, you know that you’d be dead.
Your mind races upon her sight. You’ll always be her satellite.
Just one look upon her face and everything will be alright.
All day long she’s in your head. You dream about her in your bed.
You’ll always have that love for her. You will not live when she is dead.
You’ll never get what you want.
To be with the one that you love.
Seeds of your love never sewn.
You’ll live your life all alone.
All alone.
You can’t forget her now.
Now that you’ve met her now.
You won’t forget her.
Do you regret her?
You’ll never have what you want.
A life with the one that you love.
She’s something you’ll never own.
you’re gonna die all alone.
