You have been here since the spark
The night we stared at the moon
No longer who I was
Couldn't help but cry at your touch
I can be for you
Holy and guilty one in the same
When you love like I do, only death feels true
Carving cartoons on the walls
Leaving the house and burning it all
You said living on the streets of the city is what you'd prefer
And I laughed and said you were funny
When you threw away all your money
I hope when I get older
I no longer care about money
I never heard you were leaving
Just as soon as the morning
That you were moving on to something new
If I call, come back home
And kiss me like you used to
I hate being alone
And being something you got used to
I need you like morphine
Put me back to sleep
I hate that machine
The only reason I weep
I am waking up to a dream, and nothing is as it seems