I hung myself with my own strings.
I counted her fingers through her rings.
I am here for the beautiful things.
She said, "I love the way that boy sings..."I felt the warmth of your skin and asking myself,
"Where do I begin?"
Don't you know I'm made from sin?
She moved closer, inch by inch...I fear I've lost myself, forgot the meaning of true wealth.
But hey, I've got my family and my health!
I forgot all the feelings that I felt when I'm with you.
I don't want your pity, your fake smiling teeth...
I just want someone to love me.