at the end of today
i lay down again in that gray
thinking would i ever feel that way ever again?
or should i actually ever let myself get in that dig of pain?
and do i really miss that pain, yes, again?

i question how we two are made the way we do
how we build our spine to perform that cool
i know i made mistakes that caused us to fall in drain
i know the rash decisions i made that led us to that dark lane
but i know no one's ever going to cause that catastrophe in you ever again.

i hear you now in whistles, of that spooky way
you are less dreams and more nightmare in living fairway
i am scared of your touch on this skin of clay
you scarred me more of myself than your ray
and now i wanna fly off this in an airplane
from my companion to now a migraine
man, you did it again!

the worse wasn't losing you, it was losing me
like a lost kite, i flow now in this black sea
why was i finding myself in the story of your life
how did i become this yellow naïve?
you flow down my cheeks like an acid rain
i don't even want to think of you, ever again!