Punchline. Bingo. Zeneszám

I try to find the words to say to you but I can't find them; so I'll just keep my mouth shut. I can't say what will make you go way because I don't want you to leave. But I can't see you and you won't hear me. I can't hold you anymore. To my surprise I open up my eyes and I hear your voice and I hear your lies, but I still want to be the one you dream about when you're lying in bed and you scream and shout that I should have been the one that was there and you should have been the one that cared, but I guess its too late and we're on bad terms but I've got to admit that it still hurts. So here I am again always stuck in this situation, I guess you could say that I messed up. If you go, I don't know if I can handle being alone.