It was the music that decided what to do when I had nothing. You came and gave me something no one ever would so I had something, but then I lost against the world and I lost myself so now I'm back to nothing. It should be as I left it, but it's not the same because the memories start ringing and remind me that you're never coming back.
Now everybody keeps on asking how you are. I'll tell them "just fine" that you are "just fine". And everyday I find your name in someplace new, then I would miss you. Yeah, I would miss you. And now we lost against the world, and we lost ourselves so now I’m back to nothing. It should be as I left it, but it's not the same because the memories start ringing and remind me that you're never coming back. It’s not the same because the memories start growing and it keeps me hoping that you're coming back. It's not the same without you.
P.S. I wish you could be here, my innocent childhood, come back to me I miss you.If only you'd be here I'd tell you "I'm sorry for the man I've become" and start over new