I'm sorry I have to tell you But things here are not the same And even though we still believe you I, we, you, are victims of this change We wanted to spare the expense And the consequence You've become holes in the memory Cracks in the hourgla**, draining our days When I think about breathing I forget how to breathe I wake up on the floor and I think about leaving When I think about you It is all that I need I forget about breathing And I start to breathe You've become A part of our darkest thoughts Cut from the morning Fall to the earth Our highest hopes Brought to a rest Brought to an end Brought to this