It's not really a goodbye
Or farewell
Still is my life
Still in my life
It's more of a See you soon

Saying goodbye is one of the most hurtful things to go through
But when you're walking tall
Through the flames that were your Hell
Everything in Hell
Made you stronger.

Goodbye means you shut a door.
Saying goodbye to memories as I lock the door.
I promised to throw away the key.
But if I throw it into the fog,
I'll be slipping through the cracks again.

Don't want to go back down into the slew of depression.
Don't think I'm strong enough to pull myself out again.
Don't say goodbye.
Please. I'm crying out into the dark.
I won't let you say goodbye to me.
I promised you, you did the same.
We don't break promises.

Lost and then found,
But the door is still locked.
We're looking for another way in.
Will we ever find it?
Are we supposed to find another way in?
Time to say goodbye.
Just not to you.