Et Cetera
A fear that everything is over is pressing down on my backI lock away the phrase my tear ducts hate most: “Let’s break up”
Why? Why? I hate this, hate it, hate itI want more of that warmth from a moment agoI can’t believe it, I can’t understand why
I don’t know what to do, I don’t know
ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dongAnger the moment my head spinsI know, I get it, I had planned on being completely understandingBut I don’t just want replies, I want reasons
Why can’t I just say “bye bye” like I wantTo the you who is leaving me?I know I said I never wanted to see you againBut why can’t I really think that way?
It hurts, it hurts, it hurtsIt’s dark, it’s dark, it’s dark(Writhing in pain in the middle of a tiny room)
Why can’t I just say “bye bye” like I wantTo the you who is leaving me?I know I said I never wanted to see you againBut why can’t I really think that way?
This is my wish, my desire, etc.I get it that things won’t go back to how they were, but... but...Can’t I let myself think that way? Hey, etc.Please, somebody, anybody, give me an answer
I know what I want...
(Bye bye)