To sit next to you,
not being able to hold you,
kiss you, caress you?
Do you know it hurts
everytime I see you,
everytime I hear your name
everytime I think of you?
Do you know it hurts,
to know that we�re the same,
yet not to be loved by you?
Do you know,
that everytime you aren�t
thinking of me, I am
thinking of you?
Do you know that,
when you�re out having fun,
I�m lying here in my bed,
feeling sick, crying for you,
do you know that
I�m fucking dying over you,
that your love is a killer to me,
that I can�t take it any longer,
�cause I love you to death?!
what makes you think they know you now?