How am I supposed to tell you that I feel like I'm dying?
Withering inside that place where my heart should be.
I just want you to touch my life,
I just want you to touch my life,
in that place where my heart should be.
Do I hold the answers?
Should I find them in the silence?
Are you the answer?
I dwell in the dark places.
It's like I want to feel like nothing,
so that love can mean something.
How am I supposed to tell you that I feel like I'm dying?
Withering inside that place where my heart should be.
I'm not as strong as you think I'd be.
As I would like to be.
As you need me to be.
Do I hold the answers?
Should I find them in the silence?
Are you the answer?
I dwell in the dark places.
It's like I want to feel like nothing,
so that love can mean something.
I dwell in the dark places.
It's like I want to feel like nothing,
so that love can mean something.
What died away from your memory is still a picture in my head.
What died away from your memory is still a picture in my head.
A mark on my soul, a sting in my heart.
A mark on my soul, a sting in my heart.
A mark on my soul, a sting in my heart.
A mark on my soul, a sting in my heart.
A mark on my soul, a sting in my heart.
A mark on my soul, a sting in my heart.
