So yesterday was bad
And this morning was probably worse.
I don't know what to do
To keep from leaving here in a hearse.

I know we're going to talk
But I don't know what about.
This isn't going to work,
I can already see it now.

This is all so wrong.
I'm going through a lot, too.
It makes me really sad
Because I'm not allowed to love you.

xx