purest of pain - son by four
i'm sorry i didn't mean to call
but i couldn't fight it
i guess i was weak and couldn't even hide it
and so i surrender just to hear your voice

i know how many times i said i'm gonna live without you
and maybe someone else is standing there beside you
but there's something baby that you need to know
that deep inside me i feel like i'm dying
i have to see you, it's all that i'm asking

vida, give me back my fantasies
the courage that i need to live
the air that i breathe
carino mio, my world becomes so empty
my days are so cold and lonely
and each night i taste the purest of pain

i wish i could tell you i'm feeling better everyday
that it didn't hurt me when you walked away
but to tell you the truth i can't find my way
and deep inside me, i feel like i'm dying
i have to see you, it's all that i'm asking

vida, give me back my fantasies
the courage that i need to live
the air that i breathe
carino mio, my world becomes so empty
my days are so cold and lonely
and each night i taste the purest of pain

vida, give me back my fantasies
the courage that i need to live
the air that i breathe
carino mio, my world becomes so empty
my days are so cold and lonely
and each night i taste the purest of pain

vida, give me back my fantasies
the courage that i need to live
the air that i breathe

i'm sorry i didn't mean to call
but i couldn't fight it
i guess i was weak and couldn't even hide it
and so i surrender just to hear your voice


love hate relationships are the worse kind of relationship to have with someone. anyone. you want to love them, and yet you hate them for what they've done. and then you despise yourself for being weak and still loving them, even after what they've done, especially with no remorse. i don't know if i wish this was his song. or is it my song? he walked away didn't he? or did he shove me out of his way? i don't know if i even loved him in the first place. maybe it was infatuation, especially when it burned so hot and bright, and dwindled to ashes in just a couple of weeks. but what is love? unconditional love. is that the only kind of love that requires no price and yet the most pain? i don't think i loved him. maybe it was a desperate need to feel loved and he provided that, even when he was using me to sooth his own ego. but i would never really find out would i? because he's probably to ashamed to look at me in the eye. and i'm moving on, i hope. i wish. i want. i need.

<3 you always