I watched you cry, bathed in sunlight by the bathroom door.
You said you wished you did not love me anymore. You left your flowers in the backseat of my car; the things we said and did have left permanent scars. Obsessed depressed at the same time, i can't even walk in a straight line, I've been lying in the dark no sunshine, no sunshineNo sunshine.
 She cries, this is more than goodbye, when I look into your eyes you're not even there. It's just a feeling; Just a feeling.
 Just a feeling that I have