Nothing's more lonely than 2 AM in my bed.
Nothing's more crazy than the dreams in my head.
Nothing's more lethal than the words that I say.
Nothing's more saddening than the songs that I play.

Everything's perfect cause you think that I'm fine.
Everything's joyful because I got the chance to shine.
Everything's ruined because I burned it all to flames.
Everything's history when I forget all their names.

Something has to give, whether it's my heart or my soul.
Something has to be accomplished, for that is your goal.
Something has to be presented, for all the world to see.
Something that you forgot, that demons roam in me.

Finally I've figured out just what is really best.
Finally I've decided to give up all the rest.
Finally I'll just drown my sorrow in a cold one tonight.
Finally I'll just live with it cause it'll be alright.

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me
Place no flowers where I lay
Sit in the shade of the cypress tree
And rest your cheek on the grass,
that grows above me
Shed just one tear
Always remember,
Never regret

I shall not see shadows,
I shall not feel pain
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing the song of rain
Wandering through the twilight
The sun does feign
Nor does is rise, or set, it just remains
Growing further with every step gained
Until a single tear drop falls from the sky
Flooding the valley with oceans of hope
For that one day a springs tide
Will make this our last goodbye

My first, my only, my true
What I am missing in myself
Is what I see in you
Our last days were not kind
Many words were lashed in haste
False I was in mind
Yearning for what I left behind
I lay now on this barren field
Gazing upon the stars of discontent
Deepening blackness will not yield
The easterly wind still carries your scent

She writes symphony's when she speaks,
A voice that separates from the choir.
I'm shouting from the top of mountain peaks,
Balancing while crossing a tight rope wire.

Her voice carries like the word of a king,
Commanding those that choose to hear.
The bell of the ball, her voice will ring,
I'll come running until I am near.

Her charm is her strongest tool,
Like a guitar, finely tuned to proper key.
I dance to her song like a silly fool,
Only wishing that she sang about me.

The song is over, I begin to walk away,
Her performance was simply the best.
I really hope that she will stay,
For her encore is better than the rest.

I've toed the line between sane and absurd,
I've held on to your every last word.
But the day has come, and you still aren't here.
And this was the sum of all my fears.

The thoughts I had would make a saint blush.
I honestly hoped this was more than a crush.
I went out on a limb, but under me it broke.
I became the punchline to your elaborate joke.

So here I sit, alone in my thoughts.
Trapped like prisoners isolated in their cots.
Watching the world crumble beneath me.
I gave it all but you refused to see.

Never have I ever wanted it to end,
But that was the message your absence would send.
So now I'm here, back to square one.
Left alone to bask in this hollow sun.

Clear off the bed
and come lie next to me
or lie with me
or crawl under these sheets
and die with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Clear out your mind
and sink down low with me
or get high with me
or hold my hand
and lose some time with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Clean up your act
and fall apart with me
or fall, apart from me
or fall, a part of me
and take some time to cry with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Clean out your car
and run away with me
or run to me
or put it in reverse
and go back to the start with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could get used to this

Cleanse your spirit
and embrace this pain with me
or brace for pain with me
or take a moment to put me back together
and just be with me, with me
or without
I'm used to it
but I could still get used to this