I'm not just asking, i'm not just telling, i'm just dying.

Can i cry on your shoulder? your a friend

Lying on the floor.

The look of anger on your face.
The slap of you're hand on my cheek.
The look of pain on my face.

It's now i know you never cared.
It's now i know you will never be there.
It's now i know you gave me this.
It's now i know i am depressed.

As he spoke, he spoke.
As i cried, i cried.
As he shouted, he shouted.
As i left, i left.

What more could your hate do with me?

And dread the day when dreaming ends.

And when i see your face, your haunting me.

Promise me you'll stay here with me this time...