You've Got Me (Like No One Else Ever Did)

This place is so empty without you,
Almost like my lonely heart,
Devoid of the happiness you trust in so blindly.

Blood seeps from the open wound at my wrist.
The red paint no longer brings
the same satisfaction.

Misery can't get enough of me;
Pain is
my only company.

Please.
Come home.

These walls are tearing me apart,
The way you once did.