And remembering when I made fun of him I shouldn't have made fun of him And I can still write on your wall But if you'll see it I don't know Are you an angel up above Or something far worse down below Do you know what it's like To be gone, out of sight Do you know what it's like To be gone, out of sight I've got a picture of you in my pocket And deep scar tissue in my eye sockets I play these games cause they seem fun at first But now I'm in a closet With some girl I hardly know Your breath is warm, step off my toes And now I'm scared and nervous Anxious, freezing, i guess i'm going home Do you know what it's like To be gone, out of sight Do you know what it's like To be gone, out of sight