Hearts gone cold

Folie à Deux

It doesn't matter what you think you are
It doesn't matter whether you're near or far

You shall always hold a piece of me
Whether or not we are to ever be

Two hearts were one and now split in two
With a wound so large what am I to do?

Two vessels passing one another in the night
To love you is wrong, but it feels so right

I hang on every single word you speak
With you is sunshine without you it's bleak

I do not wish just for your hand to hold
I wish for the privilege to see you grow old

I'll be waiting for you until the bitter end
With my death rattle my love I'll send