Lies.
You can't save me. Up there in the vast
Space we call space. Who are you to save me?
                                   Who are you to say I need saving?
Maybe I don't wish for that.
Maybe I don't wish for that at all.

Love.
It is laughable. A necessity for survival
Is all it is. Why much you share your love?
                 Why must you share your love with me?
Maybe I don't wish for that.
Maybe I don't wish for that at all.

Quit.
Stars aren't for wishes. They are merely in the
Space we call space. What good is there in wishing?
                                   What good is there in a sorry wish?
Maybe I won't always think this.
Maybe I won't always think this at all.

Now.
This isn't the end, no. It is merely an expression
Is all it is. When will you see the darkness?
                 When will you see the bitter start?
Maybe I won't always think this.
Maybe I won't always think.