I will always be a street away from that happiness that was so called mine. I will always be behind the wrong side of the fence. I think I've lost my chance...
And in the midst of this madness I trampled all over my own existence. In the midst of these moments of insanity you had left me alone. In these instants of chaos I had given up and lost all my confidence. Where were you then? And why did you let go?
But I want to tell my story. I think its time. But no one is listening and it seems like I have lost you as well.
There were thousands of ways of dying. I ignored 'em all. I swear to you. I ignored 'em all.
Heart disease. Stroke. Cancer.
But guess what? I chose you.
So I chose heartache.
Rather..Heartache chose me.
Please stay with your own kind
And I'll stay with mine
There's something against us
It's not time...It's not time
So, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye..."