Sometimes I'm afraid to say goodbye
Even though there's nobody to say goodbye to
I'm scared of not making it
Even though the only way out is through

I feel like I'm the burnt bulb
In a row of Christmas lights
And I'm not afraid of death
Because I'm afraid of life

I don't need showers
Because I bathe in my tears
And sometimes I wish all of my wallowing
Will somehow disappear

The way I treat myself
To some is unbecoming
But the only way to preserve my sanity
Is to make everything numbing

When I wake up in the morning
My insides feel hollow
And I feel that way till I close my eyes
And I'll repeat that routine tomorrow

Everyone else around me
Seems happy as can be
They've made it through the door of content
For that, I'll need a key

They seem to have all worries behind them
While I'm under a raincloud
I want to be happy like them
But I guess I'm not allowed

I'm going to have to say goodbye
Even though there's nobody to say goodbye to
I'm afraid I'm not going to make it
Because I can't seem to make it through