I'm about to throw it away once more
Even if you have already walked away
I still want to touch your tender body
because no one makes me joyous like you

My television plays the veil of static
But I am crashed out in my chair
It seems you were better off without me
I see it now, I see it everyday

So it still haunts my sleep
But I can't let it go
When my demons keep
every last shred
that cuts me deep

Sometimes I wonder if things could have been different

I hate to see myself like this
'specially when it appears you are happy
I know I am being selfish
But I am worried this was my last chance

My last chance of romance

So it still haunts my sleep
But I can't let it go
When my demons keep
every last shred
that cuts me deep

Sometimes I wonder if things could have been different
Sometimes I wonder if things could have been different
Sometimes I wonder if things could have been different
Sometimes I wonder if things could have been different
If I could make a wish
and escape this decadence

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