Have them all collected underneath my bed

I was staring
She was lonely...
I couldn't let her alone...

She was quiet 
She was tired
\"It's that feeling again\"
[...]

I looked further to see
I tried to reach for help
But no longer she was here
While she danced with myself
[...]


I've felt this way before...
It's that feeling again
While she was dancing in my room
I was staring at a man