She left me in the coffin,
Let go of my hand.
Will she remember me?
When I'm buried in the sand?

Take away this feeling,
Is this even real?
Or am I still dreaming,
Awake in this ordeal?

God, is this my fate?
To leave me in this casket to drown?
Why won't you save me?
Pull me up so I don't fall down?

But she smiled at me, before she left.
Kissed me and wished me the best.
Could of taken me with you,
But she said "let the fallen rest".

But I don't want rest,
So I open my eyes.
Am I back in her bed?
No, I'm back in mine.