I'm still frustrated from last night   Things happen in 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 thing 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   All 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   And this isn't working out for you or me   The truth is I'm too tired to play pretend   This is goodbye, this is the end