Machine like in exterior. This is not the man I want to be. Subtle like setting suns. Casting their shadow over us. That, I feel I just can't fill anymore. I miss your laugh, I hear your voice. And I am still a wrecking ball. I'll smoke and smoke, Until my lungs are black. And I won't stop until I get you back. I'll pray and pray, Everyday. But, even God could care less about the things I have to say. Where'd where you? Where'd you go when I needed you most. Where'd you go? I'm scared no one can love, Quite like you. Where'd you go? You don't care, So why should I? My heart is broke, But I'm still alive.