Your love is like a dying phone Too much pressure and not enough hope The fear of losing you forever And the panic to find a non-existent charger I shouldn't have held on when it was already over 1% left but still your lover Your love is fading and I hurry Perhaps, again, I can make you love me I must've drained you of me, my fault Did nothing but hurt you, now look at the result But I know one thing that is true I still love you. Even when it dies out. When the screen fades to black. I'll still hold on to this love.