Dry Ice - Pure X

she looks at me

and who knows what she’s thinking

that pretty face aint lettin nothin thru

well i’m lost at sea

and my ship is sinkin

and all i’m needin is

one word from you

but she aint there

i’d give her gold

but goddamn i’d have to steal it

so i give her all i got left of me

and she’s so cold

she don’t even try to conceal it

she takes all my feelin

and leaves me the misery

and it’s all i see

when i got looking for her

and she aint there

every day i’m lookin for her

but she’s nowhere

who am i kidding

she was never there