I understand when you're going mad,
Yet I feel guilty for all of your shame.
Sometimes my dreams were weird and sad, 
I know that your dreams were mostly the same.

Sometimes I fear that love won't return,
Sometimes I fear I'll freeze in this cold.
All of my fears are stained with burns...
I thought that the loneliness was just a word...

Maybe we need to break up and leave?
Maybe we need to turn off the phones?
Nothing is left to take and to give.
You left me undressed and stripped to the bones.

I need to let go of all my mistakes,
To keep my mind sober despite all my woes.
I need to distinguish between love and hate...
I thought that the loneliness was just a word.

Why do you hurt the love I feel?
It's almost vanished in my tears.
I break my hands until they bleed...
But that's okay, as it should be...