You can't tell by dry, rosy cheeks
But dep inside I'm crying
Mourning the death of the you I love
And dreading the life of this zombie you've become
I used to think me a zombie
I used to think you an angel
But what kind of angel flies away?
What kind of angel doesn't stay?
I guess it's really all the other way around
I'm choking and drowning in my tears
But you don't see
You just won't see
They've all come true, my deepest fears
And I'm crying for you now
And you're walking away now
And I'm walking away now