NO ONE ELSE WILL

t didn't matter to me then that I had to lose a piece of me
Because I was confident that I would gain the whole of you.
But here I am, wishing that I could trade places with the old me.
Cigarette stubs lie all around me, spread out across the floor.
They paint a picture of what you have made me become: you are heavy in my heart

I am haunted by the memory of you casting out your hand and waving goodbye
My vision gets blurred as I sit here trying so hard to deal with my delusions .
It is now clear to me that I am not over you, the love I have for you has refused to wither.
And I've tried to escape you but my heart keeps bouncing back to you.
So if I can't have you, and you can't have me then I guess no one else will...