Everybody always says that it doesn't matter what...
Maybe...&lt...

I've got all my things,
And I'm all set to leave...

It started out, I was happy.
Then things started to change...

He stands strong,
Through the wind and the rain...

If I said, "I'm done." and walk away,
Would it matter...

What did I do?
This is all my fault...

She sits alone in the empty house,
Thinking of how they were so close...

You're the one that I dream of,
Every single night...

I sit and stare at you,
I think of all we've ever been through...

She crys alone,
Knife in hand...

I saw you one day,
You caught my eye...

And all these tears she's crying,
The need to feel belonging...