500 miles away, don’t promise to call me
I’ll hate the sound of your voice,
I’ll miss the way your heart beats
You’ll just become white noise
And stop trying to reach

500 days go by, and I may never need you
You may cry at home,
But I’ll sleep in a dark room
Thinking of my own
Destructive thoughts, and looming
Comes a nightmare
Where I am stuck to you