"Why is your makeup so dark?"
To distract you from my bloodshot eyes...
"Why do you look so sad?"
Because my heart is broken inside...
"Why don't you come in?"
Because no one can tell I'm crying in the rain...
"Why don't you tell me anything anymore?"
Because I don't want you to have to feel my pain...
"You know you can tell me anything."
I know, but I don't want you to feel my sorrow...
"When will you finally talk to me again?"
I'm not sure... Not today... Not tomorrow...
"Just remember I'm here for you."
I will. Don't cry.
"Take care of yourself."
You too. Goodbye.
You speak your parts,
I think mine.
This is how it always goes.
Your voice, my mind.
Sorry I don't answer your questions.
Sorry for all the dismay.
But, you see, while you stay here,
I will have to go away.
So for now,
I say this is the end.
So goodbye, farewell,
So long, my friend.
