I look down at you,
My Saviour...

I'm sorry...
I'm sorry i couldn't hold on any longer...

Kiss me once,
So sweetly just kiss me so I can remember you...

Feel I'm breaking down,
Can't find freedom...

So damaged inside,
Something I just have to hide...

Been so long since she felt like this,
A tingle here...

From the moment I open my eyes,
I feel the hunger within...

Behind closed door...
You'll see her crying on the floor...

Look at her...
Her beauty glowing like the moon on a clear...

They call it dysthymia
They call it depression...

Smiles all around her,
Applause filling the room...

The way he looks at me,
I feel like an idiot...