This darkened room matches my mood
Cold, lonely, silent
But I'm thinking of lighter thoughts
Thoughts of her laying here next to me
Now the room remains dark
But it's filled with the light of her pressence
As the room warms up I am not alone
Now my heart warms up and is filled with her essence
While I see her around I remain still
I remain silent
If I try too hard, I will fail
Her existence will be broken
So I sit back in my darkened loneliness
Imagining my emo girl
Oh, how perfect this stranger is
How can she taste so good
When it seems she'll never reach my mouth?