Ironically, your side is cold and i framed up your pillow onto my wall i never thought this to be so difficult and i know how much this hurts us both take my heart and pluck the strings just like you always do don't forget to look me up and write me down as the boy you should call the boy you should call so what do we do now this void is getting bigger by the minute, it won't slow down i haven't learned to deal without your letters showing up in my box slightly fragranced with perfume take my heart and pluck the strings just like you always do don't forget to look me up and write me down as the boy you should call the boy you should call the sadness lies within your eyes the sickness feels just like a needle dressed with poison to my heart