I\'m lying on the bedroom floor,
With words and questions my brain gets sore.
Take this phrase to your heart,
\'Cause it\'s not the last time we\'ll be apart.

Take this heart to my grave,
It\'s too late I can\'t be saved.
My words will echo through the rain,
Let all know nothing was invain.

My words are unsaid and still will be,
I hope you know just how i feel.
Will you miss me when i\'m nowhere to be seen?
Or will you pretend i was just a dream?

Take this heart to my grave,
It\'s too late I can\'t be saved.
My words will echo through the rain,
Let all know nothing was invain.