It’s 3am and I’m still awake
I wish I had known what was at stake
But I guess it’s what I deserved
Revenge is best cold-served
When you took your last breath
Did you think about when we met?
Because, they’ll check your wrists, they’ll check you thighs
But they’ll never find where the true pain lies
Broken angels will fly again
Maybe I’ll get to see you then
Did you think about me as you hit the ground?
Did you shed a tear? Did you make a sound?
The edge is too close for comfort
And suddenly I know the pain you suffered
Because, they’ll check your wrist, they better check it twice
And now I notice, there was pain in your eyes…