It sucks to know you probably didn't mean as much to someone you loved as you thought. And it sucks to think that you were probably never that important to them to begin with.
I'm tired of living life alone.
It doesn't matter if you miss someone. It doesn't make everything right.
...I hate being depressed about this stuff.
When I awaken, and I'm aching, time for sleeping, yeah
When I'm saying time to go and, I've been hurting, yeah
When I'm laying, I'm still trying, concentrating on dying