Being without you Is being locked in a room An eternal afternoon, set to a song sung out of tune Over and over again Why does it feel like torture Not to have your skin on mine? How I lived before you loved me And now I'm dying all the time All my pleasure choked by pain Since I let you get away I should've tied you to the bed When I had you in the flesh Now I'm chained to the memories How the music played loud How my hair came down How you kissed my mouth With a fire I can't put out Why does it feel like torture Not to have your skin on mine? How I lived before you loved me And now I'm dying all the time