Goodbye's aren't really forever

Your face is still the same
just with cuts and bruises

your coffin's still in perfect condition
just like the forest your in

ever since you've died
I've sort of had this feeling

that someday in the end
we'll be together again

i know it's all my fault
even though u said it's not

you took that bullet for me
and i don't know what to say

so tonight I'll get a knife
and slowly start to cut

till both my wrists are bleeding
and i know where I'll be put

the last words that I'll say
is that goodbye's really aren't forever