Cold Chemistry
I’m living life without you, yet I’m caught between your sheets. There’s a part of me that’s lonely, and it’s the part that you let be.
I can’t go on without you and I wish that you could see there’s a part of me that’s buried between the lines that you won’t read.
In your mind You might think that you’re being kind. But going on without you doesn’t count as kind to me. Even if you feel you’re doing something good by me.
I’ll go on walking down these lonely streets wondering where we’d be, if we’d listened to chemistry.
The moon illuminates us walking here tonight. And there’s a part of me that hates us, that hasn’t come to light.
There’s a part of me that worries where I’ll end up years from now. Will I be within your heart somehow? Or without you like I am now?
