I'm still frustrated from last night Things happened at half-time, I'm sick of the bends My panic research was no help I sink into myself Afraid of the fall that never ends I wait, but I'm too tired to play pretend I suffocate until the end No time for halfhearted goodbyes, I turn on the spotlight and flee from the scene Cheap flights from Paris to Bangkok, I thought it was nonstop Can't sleep on the KLM again I haunt the halls of medicine at night Choking back the urge to fight Her cat was clawing the floorboards just outside of our door, The panic begins I searched the whole damn apartment from ceiling to carpet No sign of the things she used to own As autumn turns its back on me again I climb the walls for oxygen My body aches, it heaves, it shakes Our somersaults through so-called art And I still don't know exactly who I am I never will, amen. She whispers something in my ear, the message is unclear She motions outside. I trail her closely from behind She tries hard not to cry She shakes underneath the pouring rain I can't compete with all your damn ideas This isn't working out for you and me The truth is I'm too tired to play pretend This is goodbye, this is the end.