I was the time spent (apart?) I was the time spent sleeping on your own I was the bitterness, so sick You had written my name out Put it in stone. And you don't (not sure of rest of the line?) And It makes you sick Oh God how it makes you sick. Someday when I've said all my last words I swear that i'll make things better. I bet you wished that you looked this good Doing things that you know that your heart never would. And you don't (not sure of rest of the line?) And It makes you sick Oh, God how it makes you sick. Someday when I've said all my last words I swear that I'll make things better. (Unsure of lyrics 2: 06-2: 49)