I'm still frustrated from last night
Things happened at half-time, I'm sick of the bends
My panic research was no help

I sink into myself
Afraid of the fall that never ends
I wait, but I'm too tired to play pretend

I suffocate until the end

No time for halfhearted goodbyes,

I turn on the spotlight and flee from the scene
Cheap flights from Paris to Bangkok, I thought it was nonstop
Can't sleep on the KLM again

I haunt the halls of medicine at night
Choking back the urge to fight


Her cat was clawing the floorboards just outside of our door,
The panic begins
I searched the whole damn apartment from ceiling to carpet

No sign of the things she used to own
As autumn turns its back on me again
I climb the walls for oxygen


My body aches, it heaves, it shakes
All somersaults through so-called art

And I still don't know exactly who I am
I never will, amen.


She whispers something in my ear, the message is unclear
She motions outside.
I trail her closely from behind

She tries hard not to cry
She shakes underneath the pouring rain


I can't compete with all your damn ideas
This isn't working out for you and me
The truth is I'm too tired to play pretend


This is goodbye, this is the end.