There is an art, to falling apart 

Just follow steps 1 through 10 and you're done 

When you don't know yourself, anymore 

It's time to get out of here 

Just take my hand there is nothing to fear

Another day is wasted again 

And everything that could have been 

A burden I still bear 

Even though you're gone 

I'm still holding onto everything that could have been 

Even though you're gone I'm still holding onto everything that could have been 

Mistakes, I've made a few

Look at the mess that I've made and you'll see 

That things don't always go as planned 

Mistrust, the source of this pain 

You say you're angry, there's no one to blame but you and the choices you've made 

I wounder what could have been 

Is this the end? 

I wonder what could have been 

Is this the end?