No, you don't know what it's like. When nothing feels alright. You don't know what its like to be like me...

Let's talk this over.

It's not like we're dead.

Was it something I did?

Was it something you said?

Don't leave me hanging,

in a city so dead.

Held up so high

on such a breakable thread.

You were all the things I thought I knew

And I thought we could be.

You were everything, everything that I wanted.

We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it.

And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away.

All this time you were pretending 

so much for my happy ending.

It's nice to know that you were there.

Thanks for acting like you cared.

And making me feel like I was the only one.

It's nice to know we had it all.

Thanks for watching as I fall.

And letting me know we were done.