I don't know if I love you the same. I don't know if you love me the same.
I don't like that you're so far away all the time. And I don't know what to do. I need more. I don't want to break up with you. Well, okay, at night I want to break up with you.
And in the morning I don't know what the hell I was thinking.
... but it's night again.
You're coming home tomorrow and I'm terrified. I know I'll either dump you or end up naked.
I don't feel like you love me at all.
And I don't have the slightest clue what to do.