Ash skies plow over my soul with the inability to see my future
Sending cold shivers down my aching spine: They openly mock me
Suffocating loneliness rides in hot air balloons and infects my dreams
But only after seeing him again with the psycho bitch he left me for
I sometimes pretend to understand the world around me; breathing in the pain and suffering
But looking into the night sky and remembering how small we are helps me to hope
One day I will defeat the sickening poisonous weed that sends its roots to do its bidding.
I'll whisper, I don't need you and for a moment, be happy
But just because superman died doesn't mean I'm going to stop saving the world
Word by word like brick by brick again and again I'll help rebuild the only thing that really matters: you
