I'm to nervous to do all the things I must,
Shaking before speaking, I can't seem to cork the words leaking
Laughing cause they can't see me cry,
driving cause I can't stay the night
This bed is just splintered wood when you're not beside,
crimson dots roll down my spindled spine
"Don't be scared" you'd always say,
I kept that in mind trying to find you in the haze
Skunk stink and your perfume still lingers in my room,
my curtains and my clothes forever cloaked I assume
Three years, but I swear it feels like more.
Forgive me when I say, you're still all I adore.