The Days are hard Most of the time I can't bring myself to get out of bed And you're probably better off Without holding my hands through the pain Where street lights pretend to be my friends (Only they don't talk.) And no one cares about me in the end But I wish they did One day... Hope... I'll make it through... And coming down is the hardest thing to do When all I wanted was to be like all you But I'm lost... To the pain Where street lights pretend to be my friends (Only they don't talk.) And no one cares about me in the end But I wish they did One day... Hope... I'll make it through... I guess I need to say I'M SORRY! Goodbye to you! You're like everyone else and everything else... Everything changes with time, but coming down's the worst COMING DOWN'S ALWAYS THE HARDEST! I wish you the best!! (and the worst.) And maybe I won't kill myself BUT YOU KNOW IT'S COMING! I've been killing myself every day But I'm not like the rest Things hurt more than I'll ever confess Make yourself happy! So here's to you! I love you and all our memories...