There's an ache in my chest
A hole where my heart normally is
An emptiness within my head.

There's a vacancy in room 16
An inbox without words
A dusty old space where something should be.

I asked for something.
I wished to fill this void
I crossed the endless road of trials to get where I could meet you

I should have guessed
I should have known
And now my head feels so sore

I hear the echoes of a terrible singer next door
A quiet voice desperately trying to help me,
But nothing works.
Nothing ever really does work.
And so I reach my arm out to lift you up instead
But it only lasts so long
And we're back to square one...
...One point five
It won't go any farther. I have to accept that.