Losing of It's a week since I It's no time I left
I'm losing in We're both grasping for words: Where are words?
Gone like all came before, still (How! You! Comfort! Me!) I should've seen you more, I (How! You! Comfort! Me!) Gone all the chances (How! You! Comfort! Me!) I'm feeling low, I'm getting out (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
Erased! Erased! go!
I wanna know if we like that I wanna know if how we'll die years and thirty questions But now, you reply... I hate what this has
You see, man before me how to be tender I'm so glad it's still a of you I ask for more I chase the past, but There's so I wanna show you, too (There's no chance, now)
like all that came before, still (How! You! Comfort! Me!) I should've seen you more, I (How! You! Comfort! Me!) Gone all the chances (How! You! Comfort! Me!) I'm feeling low, I'm worn out (How! You! Comfort! Me!)
I wanna if we were like that I wanna know if it's how die Thirty and thirty questions But now you reply... I hate what has done
If the last thing we Could be the thing we do I know it me I it comforts you
You're long gone You've long lost the If that's for me to say It must be for you
Maybe not got it Maybe lucid, or Playing in my behalf: played bad jokes on me before
Maybe not got it I indifference, so I Hold you tight, just one time; I held you tight before
I wish I you tight before
Oh, we live so far I want to you I hope the last thing I say I hope the last thing I do
Oh, one day you'll I'll always love you It's still the last I'll say I know it's the thing I do
So strong Stay Yeah, strong