I cannot deny that every night I come home, I try to find more than empty eyes cuz in the mirror I see all the evidence I need.
Come, sit by my side, sing me a last lullaby, all I want is to sleep. No, this heart ain't dry. This heart's soaked in gasoline, ready to be lit!
Oh, somebody call, somebody care, somebody answer me. No, nobody called, nobody cared, nobody answered me. No one here to stare at me ... don't let me die alone!
Can't we have just a taste of what's to come? Can't we have what it takes to belong to where we are?
Her name was Juliette, she said. She lived upstate all by herself. Cuz Juliette just lost her dad, some tragic accident, I guess. I never wondered how, I never questioned why. No promises! No false regrets! The loneliness I dread ... I either die all by myself or taste the bitterness instead.
So all the pity is gone with the little I know. She disappeared and I'm left alone. Without telling a soul, not even leaving a note ... just gone. Oh, all the hours we've lost, all the minutes we fell behind, all the beating inside. Now the pity is gone, with the little I know. I discovered why I cared and bothered. Why I can't surrender. Why I can't just rest and close my eyes!