Pushing through the feelings, guess its time I made a start,
As I struggle to find the meaning in the wreck I call my heart,
With the words that I have written and the pain that I have wrought,
With conviction in my mind I say its of you I've always thought.

One eye on my mobile and one eye on the net,
Scouring my soul so deeply for the words I've not said yet,
As I pray for some hope to restore my faith in this,
And cling to the desperate memory of a solitairy kiss.

You see in me a pessimist, I see reality rubbed raw,
You ask me "where's your optimism" but can't see the dreams I draw,
From the past until its over, from embrace until release,
You'll always be my beauty, I'll always be your beast.

You'll always be the one I cry for, the loss I feel the most,
You'll always be the angel, be the wonder, be the one,
You'll always have a place to hide, within this hollow ghost,
You'll always be the one I die for, when all my hope has gone.