To fucking breath
The same fucking air that we have shared
Now the room lays cold

Fucking hoping for one of us to end it
Fucking thinking I had once thought of loving you
To fucking think a room could hold us together
Fucking hoping for something to happen

Why would I ever turn away from something I had once believed?
The fucking love rots inside
The fucking bedroom lays cold

To fucking think it was all a game
Fucking hoping it was once a true emotion
You fucking cry inside
You fucking contemplated suicide hoping I see my wrongs
When love has torn a fucking hole in each others hearts
You can hope
You can dream
That I would come back

But the road is my home
And I see no use for a fucking trip in the past

We had dreamed of that life

Now I wish I was fucking dead inside
To lose the one you love is never a thing you want to live with

Love is all a game to be played till one of us loses in the end.
I had hoped I was not the one
Now that life is over love will not tear us apart anymore.