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

The broken heart,
lying there in bits...

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

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

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

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

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...

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

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