Wake me up tomorrow, today I have no desire for anything more.
Your scent is in my bed, there have been so many nights to
remember
A cold look, making us believe that everything will be fine.
A thousand lost tears, hid the feelings under my skin.
And it burns me, and it poisons me
And it's killing, it's killing me.
And now I have nothing, nothing.
Minutes have passed and still nothing, nothing.
What’s the point of looking at you? Nothing.
If nobody touches here, nobody does anything here, nothing.
Maybe it's the distance
that is forcing me to think of you today.
Or the time that doesn’t seem to pass
Or the time I should have passed with you
And every night in the dark
I want to feel you breathing
I want you to tell me
that this that I am feeling is not over.
And it burns me, and it poisons me
And it's killing, it's killing me.
And now I have nothing, nothing.
Minutes have passed and still nothing, nothing.
What’s the point of looking at you? Nothing.
If nobody touches here, nobody does anything here, nothing.
And now I have nothing, nothing.
Minutes have passed and still nothing, nothing.
What’s the point of looking at you? Nothing.
If nobody touches here, nobody does anything here, nothing.
And now I have nothing, no
I walk down the street and I see nothing.
How am I going to find warmth beside me in my bed? Oh, no, no, no
How do I tell you that without you, I am nothing
I am nothing.
I am nothing.
I am nothing.