question: why?

Smoky room I swear I saw you standing there Woke me early in the morning Wiped my eyes to see A sweatshirt on the chair I was caught missing a shadow Don't know What words To use To make You come Back and Talk it out I'm finding myself In the letters I wrote That I never sent out Cause I wanted to Live to see your face again So maybe try and understand Why Why Game of fools You love to waste all of your time Chasing dreams that you can reach I will watch you Start a life with someone new but passion is something you can't teach Don't care about me Don't care about this Isn't what I wanted to be I'm finding myself In the letters I wrote That I never sent out Cause I wanted to Live to see your face again So maybe try and understand that I'm killing myself And asking permission Existence is only To serve this addiction I just might need your help I just might need your hell