Kissing violet wings in the corner I can see / your shoulder on the right, a butterfly in front of me / knowing now the pain, the piano starts to play / they're hitting as they clash, but echo all the same
Mayday! Tell them who I really am, since everything I know’s about to meet its end- Hey, mayday! Tell me who I really am, did you figure out the me you knew was just a sham?
The hole has opened up in my chest- Now it’s the only thing that proves you were here with me. And yet, I’m still so empty; My heart is torn to ribbons, there’s nothing I can do…