And if I choose to die,
then Darling, kiss my name
goodbye;
do not deny
the grave that pulls me
down.

Keep me warm
until I'm swallowed away
and the world turns gray
--then RUN!
Head to somewhere underground
Oh God, I hope you won't be found
and let your warmth invade
the cave
before it dies
before it dies;
and make a home for
your head to rest
--I know it's not the best,
my love,
but it will all be over soon
just keep your mind
on me and you
on me and you,
under rain and bitter skies
--you can't deny
we tried, we tried
with angels in the sky
and with tears in their eyes
we fell
--and now this place is nothing but a
living hell.

So SWEETHEART.
I am so SORRY for PUSHING you a-WAY
from me,
I swear I didn't mean to.
I swear my love still rings true
but God I couldn't survive
the lies I put myself through,
they were TORTURE
and no one needs to see
how I can be,
they don't need to see me bleed
in suffering,
especially not you
my dear,
my dear...

So look up in to the rain
as it silently meets your face
and discards each tear
down the drain;
let it pull you
up in its embrace,
keep you from seeing my escape
as you hold the weather close
to your chest
--it's for the best

it's for the best.