I don't want anyone else
From the hours of 12 to 12
I am not the least compelled
By anyone but yourself
Look at me, it makes me melt
I know you wanna see me in hell, my love
I'm dealing with the cards I've dealt
While you're dancing with somebody else
Was it always in your plan to leave eventually?
Because to me, there's no one else that could make sense to me
The last and final puzzle piece
In a room full of people, I look for you
Would you avoid me or would you look for me too?
Tell me, is our story through? (Through)
Or do our hearts still beat in tune?