Crying myself to sleep
Because there's nothing to think about
And I like feeling sorry for myself.

I know I'm a lame excuse for a human being
And I try to understand why it seems like I have nothing
And he has got the whole world in his hands.

I still end up losing
  Missing something
What is it that would make me complete?

I can't get to him
Maybe it's faith's way of telling me
That I was wrong.
But I haven't got over
How come he's gone?

No, it's not love
It's boredom ,anger, attraction, hunger.
It's something else that I can't put my finger on...