You just walked out the doornYou left me with a feeling of still wanting morenAre we done now, who knows?nWell, I guess that’s the way cruel love goesnnI can’t act like beforenThe words still come out but the contents is poornMy hunger is bad, nights too longnTell me, where did I go wrong?nnDon’t kill the flame, the spark to my aimnPlease let it burn even though I’m to blamenDon’t steal my heart or don’t break it apartnYou’re the spark to my aim so don’t kill the flamennYou still got me on holdnI’m close to perdition but yet I feel coldnYou say time heals the scarnI’d say that depends on who you arennLove starts in heaven but ends on the ground nAnd clearly I somehow fell downnI know you’re still up there since you’re not aroundnSo what will it be now an angel or clown?n