I dropped my book and then I saw a face
Her hair red and my feelings cold
I just can't feel anything anymore
Funerals 'for the living but I can't quite die
But I'd really love to go
But I'd miss music like this
And I'd for ever wonder if my life would be okay in the end
Come on
We all die in the end
But at times I want to die in the middle
But now
Now I think it's the end