I don't think I could wrap my head around your words tonight or dream enough to try and make this right. You left me hanging by a thread with no goodbye. This is my toast tonight. We bend until we've long been broken. My heart was just the muse. This is the last time. So delicate we walk across the world which we abused. This is the last time i'll ever let me feel like this, Hang my head up high and stay and fight. Hold my breath and wait another night…and how is this safe if you can't save yourself? The atrophies are fading, it's all gone to hell, don't you know? This is my song tonight. And i can't believe it's come to this, the end result. I'm torn apart. I won't regret it. Give me your heart or just forget it.  I don't think I could wrap my head around your words tonight or dream enough to try and make this right.