Silent gloom
I wake into my empty room
I smell the trace of nice perfume
Of someone pretty fine, someone never mine
Piece by piece
I fall apart and beg, "God, please"
I heard them laugh, I saw them kiss
And wonder who to blame
That I don't get the same?
Of course it's me (It's me, it's me)
Who else it be? (It be, it be)
My fault neglecting what I need
Ice breaks twice
We'll meet in a few weeks or lives
(Lives, lives)
Hearts of stone
They shatter too
On cold floors in their rooms
God, my soul is crying too
With endless tears, it's bruised
Guess I am way too used
To being greedily used
Spinning 'round and 'round and faster
My mass is too hard to master
For a normal, usual human being
Hold me, hug me, or I'll fall
Lose the oddments of my soul
And turn into a merciless black hole
To be sublime quasar
All near must be devoured
That's the fate
Of pulsar star of mine
Who dreams to shine