You needed a lifeline... when you told me you were fine... you pushed me away... when you really wanted me to stay... you knew that you were broken, that you were torn... that your heart was heavy and painfully worn...

Oh! Why did you tell me through paper and ink... I guess you didn't know any other way to think...

You never saw me standing at death's door... you didn't know that I couldn't take life anymore...

You wore your mask... And you wore it well... keeping the secrets you chose not to tell...

But...

I never got the chance to say farewell...

You were flawed by design... so you told me your struggle was benign... you'd say you were okay... as you watched your thoughts stray... you knew you were damaged, you felt so weak... that your mind was clouded and insufferably bleak...

Oh! Why did you tell me through paper and ink.... I guess you didn't know any other way to think...

You never saw me standing at death's door... you didn't know that I couldn't take life anymore...

You wore your mask... And you wore it well... keeping the secrets you chose not to tell...

But...

I never got the chance to say farewell...

If I could tell you one thing, it's that I wish you were still here... if I could have just one more day, I'd find a way to keep you near...

You never saw me standing at death's door... you didn't know that I couldn't take life anymore...

Oh! Why did you tell me through paper and ink.... I guess you didn't know any other way to think...

You wore your mask... And you wore it well... keeping the secrets you chose not to tell...

But...

I never got the chance to say farewell...

Oooooohhhh-ooooooohhhh!

I never got the chance to say farewell...