I haven't slept in a month.
There have been nights when I gave my soul to God.
When I think of you I am overcome by shudders
over every part of my body, and everything I have is consumed.
Refrain:
You can feed yourself on my pain, my tears!
And because my sorrow held me captive after (my relationship with) you,
You can feed yourself because I've gone, because I'm missing
But I never stopped loving you.
Is this love a punishment or reward?
Everything inside of me is quivering, crumbling from the pain
Still every night I am overcome by panic attacks
I was never yours out of habit.