You took the pretty part of me.

Now, I take showers in the dark,

So, I don't have to see

What's left of me.

What's left of me?

I wish I knew.

I don't know what you used to see,

I'm not pretty, I'm not perfect.

What was it, that you saw in me?

I guess, you finally realized

You're too good for me.

I'm just a crashed ship,

Lost in the middle of the sea.

Swimming in the spiral of my own tears.

Wishing away

Too many morbid thoughts.

Day by day,

Is how I make it.

Dreaming of your brown eyes,

Gazing back at me.

I don't know what you used to see.

I'm not pretty, I'm not perfect.

What was it, that you saw in me?

I miss the way you kiss.

I miss your arms around me.

I miss all of your laughter.

I miss what I once was.

I don't know what you used to see.

I'm not pretty, I'm not perfect.

What was it, that you saw in me?

What's left of me?

Tell me,

What's left of me?

Tell me...