Tomorrow is about to be my past
Sleep hasn't come over me in days...

I fell down the stairs, not once but twice
I thought that maybe, tonight was the night...

Climbing higher, higher into the tree
My hands are bleeding, but there's no stopping now...

Eyes glazed over, outlined with pain
Just one more night, with nothing to gain...

Sitting in her bed, with her sheets pulled over...
Thinking that anyone who stared into her blue eyes...