It's the same. It's the same, I'm gone   Dark clouds, and shimmering out against the news I have for you   But you're sitting on the fence. You can't wait, to set me free-   Now watch me fall, so slowly   But could you even care, if I wasn't there?   It's the same. It's the same, I'm gone.   Congruency in rage, turned over the page that I wrote out for you,   But we faltered into illiteracy and the knife turning in me- you wield it-   Now watch me fall, so fucking slowly   But could you even care, if I wasn't care?   Could you even care if I wouldn't stand right there (beside you)?   Good-bye. Would you even care? I'm not there. I can't even care      I trust you with enough to leave you. I can't be deceived by you.   I can't even care.