Spitalfield - Sincerely, Empty lyrics

These days go by and no one knows how much I've tried to let her know. And some would say that it's how things go, but I would say that I hardly know. I make myself sick and I talk to myself, better. I make myself sick and I talk to myself, better. I make myself sick and I talk to myself, better. I make myself sick and I talk to myself, better. I'll try not to quiver and hold her hand and try not to say things that make her mad. Until I get to watch her sleep. I won't let myself fall in too deep. I make myself sick and I talk to myself, better. I make myself sick and I talk to myself, better. I make myself sick and I talk to myself, better. I make myself sick and I talk to myself, better. Sincerely, empty. Sincerely, empty...