So sweet now is the sound of this silence.
So bitter is the cold breeze that wears me thin.
Do you feel better now that
he's kept you company?
... because I feel worse now than before
in my own skin.

When I die,
I hope my light
will reach the darkest
parts of you,
and in this life
I pray you'll find
the truth you've tried so hard
to prove.
... because I'm tired of all the lies
and things that I've had to sacrifice;
they've gone away,
but the pain remains
within my veins.

So tender is your touch that haunts my dreams.
So empty is my bed, where I can't sleep.
Do you think the tears I've cried
could fill the sea?
... or at least fulfill the void
inside of me?

When I'm gone,
it won't be long
before your heart
finds someone new,
and in that time
I pray you'll find
someone that loves you
like I do.
... but now I'm scared to live a lie,
pretending I will be all right.
When I compromised,
you crossed the line
and now I'm through.

Do you think that everything was a waste of time?
Were all the memories we made
just to fill the holes inside of you?
Do you feel better now that I gave you what you need?
It hurts to know I gave my all
just to watch you leave.

I watched the fire
in your eyes
reduce to ash
in front of me,
and as it died,
the butterflies
within me wept
an elegy.
In your lust, your greed, and pride,
you cast your love for me aside.
Though wearily,
I cut your "leash,"
so go — be free.

... maybe you'll sing
in reverie
when they bury me.

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