The way that she held my hand Quiet and sure The way that she touched her lips With mine so slow In comfort and silence The way that my soul wants She Came Now she's with somebody else Making memories I'm drowned in a sea of tears Hoping we're lost for years And here comes my greatest fear That I won't forget you She Came I am the canvas of her experiments And she's the painter of my misery I am the canvas of her experiments And she's the painter of my misery The poet of my melancholy The poet of my melancholy It hurts so much Inside of me The poet of my melancholy She Came