It's 2 am and I still can't sleep.
I gaze out the window and begin to weep.

I picture your face in my mind,
and wish I had listened to the signs.

It's 2:30 and I'm still gazing at the moon,
trying, in vain, to heal my hearts wounds.

The pain won't subside, and all the while,
I know you've travled yet another mile.

3:30 in the morning, and I've made a cut,
on my wrist. How did I land in this rut?

I'm bleeding all over the floor as I write
this goodbye letter. I hope it reaches your sight.

It's been 10 more minutes and I'm feeling faint.
And as I leave this world, I leave my final complaint.

This is the damage a heartbreak can bring.
You are my weakness, you are my king.

So now I depart, for I can't take the pain.
If I stay here alone, I'll just go insane.

I'm taking my flight, but I know you won't cry.
As I depart from this world, I leave my goodbye.