Dead Inside (3:00 AM Calls)

He tells me he's dead inside
That he can't remember the
Last time he ever cried
I wish he'd let me hold him
Remind him of his humanity
Of the time he cried for me
I wish he'd let me touch him
But he keeps me at arms length
I can't breakthrough his walls
And he can't make me understand
I'd give him my ability to hope
If it meant he could smile truly
He doesn't love me like he used to
But I desire to see him smile
To hear him chuckle once more
More, more, more and it hurts
Because we are not good together
We are destructive, implosive
He brings out the worst
But so do I, I'm not good
But he refuses to believe it
No matter how many times I tell him
That it is my fault, that I'm to blame
And he tells me it isn't my fault
I feel like I killed what was left inside
And my heart is dying watching
The light drain from his eyes