Tell me that you'll stay with me until one of us is dead, tell me how you love my heart but despise what's in my head.
You think I want to live like this; afraid and so alone immersed in all this anger that I cannot even control?
My life is like a desert land where nothing lovely grows and rain is just a mere mirage like the love I'll never hold.
How can I hold on when I myself let go; even when I try so hard to let my good side show.
Sometimes I'm in heaven and everything is bright and then the monster is unleashed and my day is dark as night.
I cannot bear this loneliness, the loss that I endure, why am I denied the right to be a happy soul?
Tell me that you'll be there, when I lose control, don't abandon me because you see; it's not really me at all.