Oh just let me be the black hole,
Suck up all your happiness
And teasing words,
Spit them back out as a
bitter apology,
a worthless, desperate cry of help...
Stars die
and plants shrivel,
and as far as your smiles go,
they're just depressing reminders
of how far I've got to go.
Suck up all your happiness
And teasing words,
Spit them back out as a
bitter apology,
a worthless, desperate cry of help...
Stars die
and plants shrivel,
and as far as your smiles go,
they're just depressing reminders
of how far I've got to go.