Minus one, rejected.
Minus one, rejected.
Minus one, rejected.
Minus two, lies.
Minus one, lost..
Is there much left to fight for?
When there aren’t much people left, to believe in.
When there aren’t much people left, to consider friends.
When there aren’t much people left, to turn to..
Alone isn’t a bad thing,
But feeling alone hurts..
And being lonely, is deadly..
And all I do lately is being lonely..
Cause there isn’t anyone to turn to,
There isn’t anyone to consider a friend.
And there isn’t anyone to believe in..
There isn’t anyone who believes in me..
So it’s plus one beating to the heart by loss.
Plus two beatings to the heart by lies.
And plus three beatings to the heart by rejection..
There isn’t something left worth fighting for..