Songs of Milan

Lost Lover

I am hurting, and I refuse to stop it. everything is fine until I don't get you high anymore, but you won't leave .. I'm tryin not to think about you, I'm tryin not to give in to you, but with my feelings on fire, guess I'm a bad liar. I give .. and you take .. i long to receive all that I've never had and cannot have. I have a thousand voices yelling in my head flashing the preconceived idea of love from distant lovers. I want to let it go, I want to shake hands. If this isn't what you wanted why did you meet me? What is it about me? What drowning deficiency do I possess that you do not want? Maybe I stay because sometimes I feel that being disrespected is better than being alone. I saw you, potential in your eyes .. you kill me with confusion, command attention within the shallow dips of this lonely trigger. It all burned out into one worded text replies, one missed call after another, lost communication .. am I wrong ? I'd be lying if I said I haven't cried over you. I'd be lying if I said I haven't let you inside .. that you haven't gotten to me. But who's supposed to love me? ..