Every night I've had this feeling burning inside me.
Nagging twisting my brain,
Is this how it's supposed to feel?
Sometimes I wonder, why did we ever meet?
I did all those things for you,
You just had poison left for me?

Those times might be dead and buried for you,
But not for me.
Those tears might be shed and wasted for you,
But not for me.

Did god punish me 'cuz I'm more worth it than you?
Or for the words I said, that you kept inside didn't you?
We broke our four leaved clover,
And you gave me one last caress.
We left our hearts in the burning wreckage,
In the last remains of us.

Those times might be dead and buried for you,
But not for me.
Those tears might be shed and wasted for you,
But not for me.

Every night I've had this nightmare,
Stuck inside my head.
Your open coffin reminded my,
Of times I wished that you were dead.
The only thing I regret is that I said I loved you much.
Did Jesus really die for us?
Am I the one nailed to the cross?

Those times might be dead and buried for you,
But not for me.
Those tears might be shed and wasted for you,
But not for me.