What was it, Paul,
That made you die...

There's something missing,
In my life, so young...

Can you see me,
From where you are...

It's tearing me apart,
The fact that you're gone...

Wallowing in my depression,
Dying to break free...

What do you say when I tell you
This is more pain than it's worth...

Is this ever going to end?
This painful soul with the pieces missing...

It's quite intriguing, isn't it?
Seeing the smile on someone's face...

Lost.
Beyond everything...

What did I ever do
To deserve this pain inside...