my heart burns for you
   but i know that what we do is wrong
my soul yearns for you
   but i know that we can not go on
as i read through others' writings
   i notice things you've said
      are similar to those 
         who are now stuck in a mess
my legs cry for you
   but when you rub them i feel unclean
my hand cries for you
   but i when you hold it i feel mean
as i read through what i've writen
   in the past, and present now
      i notice how my thoughts have changed
         from good to hell and down
why do i still long for you
   even though i know it's wrong
i think i need to fix my head
   'cause i don't know what's going on