but its not about you, or anyone, its not something someones done to me, its just that sometimes i run out of love to give and it just feels like the party has gone too long and sometimes days are too hard and nights come too sharp and i think, "maybe today, today seems a day to die," but i never do it, and I'm always happy i don't, but i still with things would change, and they never do, and i always worry they never will.