An almost lover,
its time to say goodbye
the words have been said,
And the door has been closed
What could have been will
Consume me
But I can't let it in  
My darling,
why couldn't it be you
sometimes I think we're the same
The games excite us,
but that's not
enough anymore
This life is no game,
It's too precious to be wasted away
With these wasted words of hope
that you carry between your lips