Why am I so sad with this shot glass in my hands I should feel overjoyed but inside I feel so dead No love is left to give but my heart is far too big For me to turn around and say "goodbye My mind is Full with dread." It hurts to entertain the thought that you could just move on While I'd be sitting hopelessly, my blood flowing till dawn I've never hurt so deep inside and still have felt such love The time draws near to say goodbye but I'll keep looking up