It's nice to know someone will always be there.
For me to fall back on...

Thinking of you deeply,
Wishing you were here...

Remember when you said that you'd always be there...
And I told you that things would change...

I feel so weak
So abandoned...

If I called you and told you I was going to kill...
Would you rush over to try and save me...

Do you know how much you mean to me?
You mean so much that I can't even describe it...

Your touch is cold and your eyes are glassy.
My emotions are eating me alive...