I'll look out the window
one last time tonight...

Not a moment to think, not a chance to react
A second it took, and you were gone just like that...

It's like walking straight ahead to nowhere
or talking to a brick wall...

I sit beside you,
holding your hand...

I used to look at you and my heart would race
and you'd be constantly on my mind...

I look at you and you look away
Somewhere inside you must have something to say...

One simple phone call, ends all that I've craved
he says that it's over, this just can't be saved...

I step on the scale
Can this be real...

I think of you lying beside me
but I know you're there with her...

A time when nothing else seemed to matter
A time when emptiness would prevail...

They think they understand
but they can't cause I don't...

I'm used to you beside me
I'm used to your hand in mine...