It used to be something I'd think everyday,
now we've gone our own seperate ways.
There's nothing to break, nothing to steal,
the courts have ajourned, with no appeal.

There's nothing real like you...

Now all I see has your face instead,
someone else's body, but with your head.
Can't take this torture, can't deal with this pain,
do my best to run, but it's in vain.

There is nothing real but you...

How can I go living without you?
You've broken my heart, broken my heart.
How can I go on now you're gone?
You've walked out of my life, out of my life.

Pictures taunt me with sunnier days,
old memories can't comfort me like a DuVey.
Grey skies, grey eyes, with no purpose,
you walked out on me without a fuse.

There is nothing real, without you...

It seems so long ago but the scar is still there,
trampled all over me and you didn't care.
I wonder how you like your new life now,
me, I'm still getting over the how.

There is nothing real for you...

How can I go on caring anymore?
You've broken my heart, broken my heart.
How can I drag myself up again?
You've ruined my life, ruined my life.

09/22/2004

Posted on 09/22/2004
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