I'll put my heart in the freezer,
Turn my brain onto autopilot,
Go on a cruise starting this winter,
And finally, mingle solo where it's dark and quiet
I'll become so gray, that I look less like a human,
And I'll lose that life I was so full of,
Hollow out like a pumpkin,
Become one with this pitiful world lacking love.
I'll blend right in, no need to be me,
Close these eyes that let me see so well,
The ones that led me to feel so crazy,
And I'll finally have that switch to be who I'm fated to be,
I'll be just as dead on the outside as my heart feels from my inside,
No hope, color, and any of that stuff I used to have; no more glee.