Fucked up Without You

Songwriting's always been one of my favorite past-times. I do it everytime there's this emotion that I wanna vent out. I was searching through old notes earlier today and I came accross one song that I wrote last year.

I still think of you everyday
And every night I still cry myself to sleep
I want to move on but I just can’t take one step further
Mornin’ il awake up with the same sadness I keep
There’re nights when I look up to heaven and pray
But not a single intention comes out in sight
All I know is that there’s this empty space inside
That only you and you alone can fill

It is my god-forsaken right to win you back
Coz lord knows I’m just so fucked up without you
The more I avoid the thought that you’re gone
The more I find myself believing you’ll return
It is my god-forsaken right to win you back
Coz lord knows I’m just so fucked up without you
I’ve planned a million diff’rent ways to forget
But I still keep on believing you’ll return.

And I wanna dwell in this emptiness the whole night
It would be like kissing you all night
It’d be touching and feeling your body all night
And I’d feel kinda okay the morning after
But reality tells me that everything’s over
And that there’s no hope of having you back
I’m just so despondently down and blue.
Coz there’s no us. Just me. No you.

And I still keep all the letters you sent
And I kept all our photographs together
I still even drive down our favorite coffee shop
With hopes of seeing your face filled with laughter
Everything about me still says that you’re there
Everything about me still says you care
I wanna believe everything’s just a bad dream
That I’d wake up one day and see you back beside me

It is my god-forsaken right to win you back
Coz lord knows I’m just so fucked up without you
The more I avoid the thought that you’re gone
The more I find myself believing you’ll return
It is my god-forsaken right to win you back
Coz lord knows I’m just so fucked up without you
I’ve planned a million diff’rent ways to forget
But I still keep on believing you’ll return.