Short of Breath
Thinking of you makes me lose my mind,
I'm out of control, please help me find
a place where I can be with you,
we'll be all alone, a happy two.
I'm tired of hearing
all these insults and laughs,
Please help me make them
just part of the past.
So what if I'm different?
so what if it's strange?
As long as I'm happy,
I don't care if I'm deranged.
I won't think of life,
I won't think of death,
just thinking of you,
makes me short of breath.
And that's enough...
