If it's just the words that have hurt you,
and if it is all, I know, my fault,
then I want to be gone,
then I don't want to exist,
then I want to be gone...
If it's just the words that have hurt you,
and if it is all, I know, my fault,
then I want to be gone,
then I don't want to exist,
then I want to be gone...
Wake me up, from this nightmare,
I'm reaching out to you, with my hands craving for touch
take me where the sorrow stops,
and don't tell me I've ruined everything
Wake me up, from this nightmare,
I'm reaching out to you, with my hands craving for touch
take me where the sorrow stops,
and don't tell me I've ruined everything
If it's the words' fault (their fault, I know),
now I want to take them back,
that all mine should disappear,
Now I want to be gone,
Now I don't want to exist...