Gazing into his eyes, I knew it was going to end here,
But it didn't stop me from shedding every stinging tear,
I knew he was going to pull the plug on the love we shared,
But I always thought that, for this moment, he cared,
It had to come, and alas it passed,
But I held on tightly grasped,
At his heartstrings and although cold he was not unfeeling,
Once again I found myself peeling,
Off his bedroom ceiling.
It can never be over with me,
I'm too much like a drug, you see,
Even if my body is gone,
My mental tricks still live on.
So take your baby back,
Try to re-live the memories and play and shout.
Try to pretend he loves you somehow...
Maybe he did.
But he's my baby now...