I feel so numb staring at the shower wall. It's begun, the feeling that the end has come, and now the water's cold. I tried to eat today but the lump in my throat got in the way.

In this time I've lost all sense of pride, I've called a hundred times. If I hear your voice I'll be fine.

And I can't come alive, I want the room to take me under cause I can't help but wonder what if I had one more night for goodbye? If you're not here to turn the lights off I can't sleep, these four walls and me.

I lay in bed, can't seem to leave your side. Your pillow's wet from all these tears I've cried, I won't say goodbye. I tried to smile today then I realized there's no point anyway.