I can sit here and listen to any song you play
Even if they leave me. In tears or pain
I still much rather feel that than of the one that you give me.
When I see you with that other girl.
I wouldn't of listened if I knew I'd cry dry tears.
Another sleepless night spent in pain wolloing in nothing but memories.
Maybe death wont take me soon enough and leave me to suffer.
But next time you see my face
You wont see tears or any of the pain.
Till we stop and listen, then we can cry again
Me about you and well you about her
Until next time ~Luna Sol