In The Morning
I call for you
The name vibrates off the walls
And echoes an empty tune in my ear.
Is this all I am worth to you?
A simple screw...
Someone you just HAD to do?
Are these words just vocal viruses?
And tiny wimpers
Just miniscule moans?
Why is it I am
Nothing
Compared to these girls I'd hate to be?
The name vibrates off the walls
And echoes an empty tune in my ear.
Is this all I am worth to you?
A simple screw...
Someone you just HAD to do?
Are these words just vocal viruses?
And tiny wimpers
Just miniscule moans?
Why is it I am
Nothing
Compared to these girls I'd hate to be?