here's the heart you asked for   here is the notebook in which i am stored   with the wave of an outfitness pen   in hopes you're listening   and true with doubt   i know you're all about   she's in this for herself   with little concern   for anyone else      sad lines   followed by   the outline of our bodies   on the bed in which we reside   the sweat on your cheeks   is soaked in these sheets   and kept close by at night   i hear what you're breathing   and feel what you're thinking about      here are the hands that cut you   along with the fingers that couldn't keep grip   so i fall into this bed   wondering who you're with   and the sad soft sound   of breathing the water   to let you out   i keep telling myself   this would never of worked   this could never of worked out      sad lines   followed by   the outline of our bodies   on the bed in which we reside   the sweat on your cheeks   is soaked in these sheets   and kept close by at night   i hear what you're breathing   and feel what you're thinking about      it's much more so lost to like you (i feel abandoned)   sounds like a ghost you've walked through (i feel you leaving)   it's much more so lost to like you (i feel abandoned)   sounds like a ghost you've walked through (i feel you leaving)   it's much more so lost to like you (i feel abandoned)   sounds like a ghost you've walked through (i feel you leaving)   it's much more so lost to like you (i feel abandoned)   sounds like a ghost you've walked through (i feel you leaving)   it's much more so lost to like you (i feel abandoned)   sounds like a ghost you've walked through (i feel you leaving)   i can't count the lines we left out      sad lines (sound like a ghost)   followed by   the outline of our bodies (sounds like a ghost)   and the bed in which we reside   the sweat on your cheeks (sounds like a ghost you walked inside)   is soaked in these sheets   and kept close at night (sounds like a ghost you walked inside)   i hear what you're breathing (sounds like a ghost you walked inside)   and feel what you're thinking about (sounds like a ghost you walked inside)      sad lines   followed by   the outline of our bodies   and the bed in which we reside   the sweat on your cheeks   is soaked in these sheets   and kept close by at night   i hear what you're breathing   and feel what you're thinking about