Torsade de Pointes

We are about to drown ouserlves
You know, I wish you could tell me why you are always sad,
It's like, every bit of me seems a fucking mistake to you
Long walks and crossing fingers used to be endless

(I miss you, and missing you is harder than the pain you brought to me when we were together, going thought those fucking days. That was madness. At least we were together.)

Maybe its just me. I'm sorry, I'm comming home tonight.
You cry yourself to sleep and we both know that loneliness wont be happier.
You just buy books, read them up. And I'm there inside every page.

The sunlight just hit my face
It's 8 A.M, what can I say?
My headache remembers the yesterday
And you should be there...

The floor start to freezing my feet
My eyes just can't focus, they're joking on me
I open the window, and then came the sea breeze
And you should be here...

And then I can feel much better
To share my coffee and cigarettes with you
To feel alive