Well, your touch, your lips, your smile, your style
It seems as though I really won't be back tomorrow
This ray, of light, may it shine so bright
This move, tonight, I will not leave your sight
Signs of moving let us move it, to the place where we must choose it
Broken signs leave me obtrusive, i'm not sure if we should do it
Oh screw it, who's life is perfect?
Empty lies are all that matter, you don't hear me make it better
Why don't you go take this letter, see if you can go and get her
I'm not fooling one to stay here, I'm not fooling one to bear
I'm not holding it together but you sure as hell are, you
Your touch, such indiscretion snuff, your bluff
I can see you're lying, why, waste time
When we all are dying, thinking, of how it could've been, with you
Your touch, your lips, your smile, your style
It seems as though I really will be back tomorrow
This ray, of light, has it lost it's sight
This move, tonight, I have escaped your sight
It hurts, to hold, the memories of you
To think it all, could've held true
Although, it's done and we're thru, I hope, it wasn't, meaningless to you