always writing

I don't have a titile yet but this is what I came up with last night:
And after all I did for you/ Did you really have to go? Then just walk away and leave me the keys
I give up I give up/
I really have no choice
except to lose this faith that I worked to hard to get/

And so you left me with my blues/ Maybe you shouldn't have left because I'm a real big mss/

I give up I give up/ I really have no choice.
They say just take the days as they come/
Slowly and painfully/ I just want them end because life without you is a mask I want to put away.
I give up I give up.
I really have no choice .

there just lingers your haunting voice.
Taunting me at the early morning hours.
I can't hardy speak through my tears.
get away get away.
this is just my memory lane.
playing games with me.

Anyway that's all I have so far. But maybe I'll fine tune it. You know it kills me that I can't play an instrument because I hear the music in my head and it's pissing me off that there is no way i can write it down.