Fall upon the floor.

He's so alone, he's dreaming tirelessly
about a love that ended horribly
he's so withered within
and even awake his peace is but broken
no tears are shed upon his face
no cares are revealed, sorrow left no trace
and his mind is slowly slipping
as the cracks rip the branch he was gripping

I wish I could fall upon the floor
so full of loneliness, I don't want it anymore
I wish that I could cut out my heart
only so that I'd be able to tear it's every part.

He's tired today and tomorrow
he's laughing now, aligned with happiness that is just to borrow
and he's grooms his body and temper
grows stronger and tries to forget, but then remember
so he walks around pretending to be calm
so he walks around seeming to keep his boyish charm
but there's really nothing left to life, there's no sign
he didn't even notice it until he wrote the first the first line

I wish I could fall upon the floor
so full of loneliness, I don't want it anymore
I wish that I could cut out my heart
only so that I'd be able to tear it's every part.