I think today might be the perfect day to die Cherry blossoms line the street and contrails cut the sky I won't lie You're not wrong I've heard It gets quiet when the lights turn off It's odd to watch yourself fall I guess I was the one that said it's done Next day I ducked out for six months The sun it fell and on and on And on and on and on and on I won't lie You're not wrong I've heard It gets quiet when the lights turn off You're not wrong It's quiet when the lights are off