The thoughts about death, suicide.. It's over powering.

It's alright baby 'cause I love the way you lie.

I'm waiting for you to say, I still love you.

The sharp knife of a short life, well I've had enough time.

Why didn't you mean it when you looked me in the eyes and said, I love you so many times? I know, because I'm nothing special to you. Just a heart you can play with.

I need something to take away all of this pain..

It's hard to say goodbye when you know it's over.

I used to be love drunk, now I'm just hung over.

It's not enough to just say, I miss you.

But in the end it's only gonna be me and you, not everyone else.