Bite the tongue to live with what you've done   It's so good, it's so good   Lie to myself while I lie with myself   It's Monday and it's raining   It's Sunday in the sun   It's so good, but      Would it be so bad if you were to pretend   That you were so happy?   Keep it to yourself, don't let the secret go   If you were so willing, but      Let's pray for the suicide   And all these pictures falling down around me   I've surrounded myself   With all I have inside      Would I bite my tongue and live with what you've done?   Just continue sleeping?   Selfishly consumed with everything you've wrought   There's nothing I can do, but      Let's pray for the suicide   And all these pictures falling down   One wish full, step to the side   And please just let me know      Are you happy?   I'll decide   These stories are so old   How they match your eyes      Are you happy?   I'll decide   These stories are so old   How they match your eyes      Are you happy?   I'll decide   These stories are so old   How they match your eyes, but      Let's pray for the suicide   And all these pictures falling down   One wish full, step to the side   And pick these pictures from the ground that surround me