At the end of the night when I don't want to say goodbye, when all I want to do is hold you and cry, I bite my lip everytime and hold it all inside, and slowly, slowly, it's killing me, killing me

I don't want to be one of those girls who loses her mind from all of my wasted time, when I just couldn't tell you why, oh why I was so broken and lost and of everything that its' cost me, my spirit has gone, I've lost my song, my way, my light, eveything I thought I'd had in my sight.

So don't tell me your lies, just let me cry, let me cry, so that I can say my last goodbye.