Im tired of the lonesome nights
Im tired of the longing for something ill never have
The touch that I cry for is something my body will never feel
The laughs Ill never get to share
The feelings Ill never get to share.
I read the books with the stories of love because thats the closest Ill ever get
Those feelings I get second hand keep me moving
This madness cause a war to rage in my head that Ill never get to win because the only thing that will cease the battlefield