I don't snap on like you want me to
Because it still hurts my eyes
When they turn red
I sit down, rode all the way
Next to my heart
It beats to the time
Too close to your truth

Yeah the tarot broke, open the glasshouse
And this might just be the saddest day
I've ever known

My arms are tied behind disease
I'll probably be gone the next time too
In a corner, in a shadow
I sit self-obsessesed 
Too busy, too important
To say goodbye

This regret, it kills
You'll never forget 
take the time this time
To say your goodbyes