
Lovesick at the Morgue
You're the reason for all these dreams
The only reason I still wake up every single morning
To stumble through the same long days
And sleepless, breathless nights
I'm just an empty book waiting for the page to turn
I got so much on my mind
That sometimes I just feel so lost
The same night breeze makes both of us shiver
And take another arrow out of the quiver
I don't know which I'd rather have
Never knowing the truth
Or finding out the worst
I'll stay here waiting
For whichever comes first
The best or the worst
return