Not gonna be another red-eyed girl
What is left of me at all
What am i capable of anymore
Who will be there anyway
Who will hear me call
They. Gone.
So babe go on
Take that step don't be afraid
I will still be around for goodbye
Hand on the crown, head by the rim
Watch you descend
Dirt, rain and petals
I always thought that people need somebody or at least something to live for
Cause incase you got sick and tired, there will be someone to pull you back up