Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye
It could be for the last time and it's not right
"Don't let yourself get in over your head," he said
Alone and far from home I'll find you

Dead, like a candle, you burned out;
Spill the wax over the spaces left in place of angry words.
Scream, to be heard, like you needed any more attention;
Throw the bottle, break the door, and disappear.

Sing me to sleep, I'll see you in my dreams,
Waiting to say, "I miss you. I'm so sorry."