I've always got plenty to say,
especially about sorrow and woe...

When you start falling,
you have to hit the bottom...

Back in the trials of sales,
back in that finance game...

God i hate that feeling,
the one where you just think...

This is really gonna hurt,
there's much more tears to cry...

The broken heart,
lying there in bits...

No more lonely cold nights or hearing that I'm bad...

There are things i want to tell you,
i just can not find the words...

I would like to read you a letter,
From a girl named Jane...

There are words I want to say to you,
But they just wont come out...