I see what is happening to you like a nostalgia
Because I know exactly what it's like and oh,

I wish, I wish, I wish that I could help you.

Make it stop
Throw it away as unnecessary emotion.

I've been just as mad and
Just as reclusive and
I don't want you to suffer for this anymore.

I don't know how to put all that I am into
Words for you, I only have this.

You are more than your sadness and
More than this hollowing pivotal point that
wrung me dry of all that I had.

I don't want to see that happen to you.