Just let the world leave me be,
or I'm going to crumble into dust.
Is this the future I am given?
Working without the thrust.

Chasing hopes, watching them implode,
that's the dreams of my world.
And the only thing I can give a shit about,
is that sweet little girl.

Light the candles, dim the lights,
close the windows, say goodnight.
Let the tears fall, as my heart breaks,
Those are my emotions, not an earthquake.
It's a failure to communicate.

I call you up from your sleep and dreams,
but nothing can satisfy this rage.
I can only live one more day,
without knowing what's on the next page.

I have almost forgot your face,
and your voice has dimmed out.
The layers of my heart have caught afire,
and the alcohol has caused my eyes to thin out.

Put out the candles, turn on the lights,
open the windows, I have sacrificed.
Wipe up the tears, and mend my soul,
Who's responsible for digging this hole?
It's a failure to communicate.