...until the day we said goodnight.How soon this feeling 
grows older,
How soon we forget.
This is the perfection of emptiness.
Forgive.
Forget.
You can't see the hell that I'm going through,
And your name that's carved into my heart.
You can't see the hell that I'm going through,
But time will tell,
And time will kill us.
And this is killing me right now, right now...
This is a dream of lives we made up to get out of here.
I love you, I need you, and I never did before you walked 
away...