You know you've hit rock bottom   when you're mumbling the words   to all her favorite songs   ‘til the neighbors hear your drunken slurs   You know the end is creeping up when all that you can feel   were the faint reminisce to touching her; wishing they were real      You know you've hit rock bottom   when you constantly refuse   to take down all the photographs of the times when she was with you   You know the end is nigh when you repeatedly deny    the fact that she is in the Earth and you    never got to say goodbye      Marigold withers away and this world never felt so cold   My Marigold, oh it's a miracle that you kept me alive this long   I'm seriously contemplating chewing off my tongue   to prevent from screaming out your name and the endless nights to come   I'm seriously contemplating chewing off my tongue   to prevent from screaming out your name and these endless nights to come