I have watched you in your silence
As the teardrops roll gently down
And I’ve wondered, in my sadness,
Can love ever be replaced?
Or do heartaches last forever?

we’re really just
hopeless romantics
with battered hearts -
tortured by hallucinations
of happiness -

there’s a certain emptiness
one I cant describe
it hurts but in a weird way
this is no way to survive
my heart feels hollow