i keep looking deep, within myselfnnto find that one word that will make you love me againnnbut i think that i've only confirmed to myselfnnthat, that one word does not existnnfor if it did, you'd be mine and we'd be happynnyou're a marvel of naturennhow do you sleep at night when the last thing you heard of mennis the sound of my heart breakingnnnnand what about on the bus, with the kiss that killed mennyet made my life so much more beautifulnni swear with all i am nni've never felt lips as soft and comforting as yoursnnnnyou're a marvel of naturennhow do you sleep at night when the last thing you heard of mennis the sound of my heart breakingnnnnnotes filled with teenage ramblings of immature lovennare all that i have left of younnand it's sad to believe, that dreaming like thisnncan't bring you to me