you got what i said, even though i heard you say “no i don’t”

i won’t let this go, since you’re the only thing up in my dome

sadly, i know it’ll hurt since i know how it’s like to be alone

it hurts to remember what we planned: “let’s roam to Rome,

cherish Paris nights, swim the Caribbean ocean, & make the world home”

don’t ever make me have to go to these places on my own

it’s bad enough not having you to share tutti frutti & ice cream cones

it’s bad enough not hearing back after calling you on the phone

i don’t want to be Scissorhands; my heart shouldn’t be sown

please don’t leave me and have to remember me by my cologne