Just a little louder,
One notch will do...

It seems I have left my soul
Pressed on the note you left...

Joel's voice blasting through my speakers,
Tells me to hold on if I feel like letting go...

\"That, that is genius,\" you say before...
\"My god you\'re beautiful,\" you...

I set the box of empty memories
Down on your table...

Your eyes are so green, I used to tell you
That they were emeralds...

Stiff fingers tickle my neck
As we sit in this goodbye embrace...

Fingers work frantically
As you try to mend the pieces...

Hear me scream as needles Peirce through shoulder...
Skin crawls wince feel eyes burn...

I'll sit color blind and cross eyed
And I'll wait for you right here...

Maybe life would be different
If I could stand up and see...

We could have never forgotten the balloons you...
They just forgot what to say...