i open my bedroom window when you’re not here
and it reminds me of you
and i can hear the crickets and the wind as i lie here alone
but nothing can replace the warmth of your body
and the touch of your skin
because nothing is the same without you here
i keep day dreaming about cutting
i keep thinking about it while i’m away and while i’m asleep
just to slice my skin open once or twice more
before i wake up the next morning wanting it again
now all i can do is lay in my room
dream of you
then wake up and do nothing about it.
please don’t be in love with someone else,
please don’t have somebody waiting on you.