When I look into your eyes I notice
There must be something missing
When I hold your hand I feel you slipping
Into a state of no return
When I talk to you, you role your eyes back
To the back of your head
When I listen to what you have to say
I know you, you must be dead
Dead on the inside
Dead on the outside
Selfishly taking
Me on your joy ride
Where you play your games
Where you keep the names
Of all the guys who
Have been through the same
But i wont take this
You might as well kiss
My ass good bye
Dont even start to cry
Dead on the inside
Dead on the outside
I will not miss you
Until the day you die