Empty room and an empty heart...
Staring at you,
I don't know quite what to see.
These are the days that I know
I will find love.
But I can't sit here on the fence with you.
Pick a side, boy.
No more hot and then cold,
and sometimes luke warm.
...or just trust me,
and I'll pull you over here.
I promise it won't hurt.
You won't regret it.
I just know
I can't keep on with these games,
when something so vital is at stake.
It can't stay this way.
Something needs to change.
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