I`m awake again Cause hurting is better than sleeping in And I would`ve much rather felt your skin then die alone my solitary baby, But the fires here, and we both know deep down you`re sweet my dear, but sadly my words didn`t find you ear, But I really shouldn`t give a damn, And you carry my words on your back, and we find in each other all that we lack. But you called again,asking me straight am I on my way? to tinsel town glory or alley ways? And that`s when I hung up the phone, And you feel nothing, Say Something, Don`t be my lost paramour Because all of this fighting it feels just like dying, You know that you`re breaking my heart, But Maybe just one day by skin of our teeth we will find ourselves back at the start.