Till The World Ends

I've spent the last 6 days, using my bed as body cast
Is your mind made up?
I'm sure it is but I thought I'd ask
All I want is just a little bit of time from you
All I want is just for you to try to make it work too

And I know that I look sad, but I still want you bad,
For me to hold, for me to show that love can't have an end
Our lives remain detached, but I still want you back
For me to hold, and not let go, till the world ends

I've been trying to forget, about everything that's happened
And all the memories, they are killing me so silently
What will it take to make these feelings dissapate (dissapear) for you?
For you
I wish I'd understood the pain that love can bring to fools

And I know that I look sad, but I desperately want you back, for me to
Hold, for me to show that love can't have an end
Our lives remain detached, but I still want you bad
For me to hold and not let go, till the world...

Stops putting me through hell
And so I drink, just to think of something else
You, like clouding up my perfect skies so
Emptying cans with my best friends will get me by

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