Falling! I swear this time I think I've finally fallen (out) and when I wake up I'll be greeted by nothing. This is a cautionary tale for all those on their way down. This coffin is a bed and these maggots are my friends, I have no use for humans anymore. And this tombstone is a sign holding memories of mine to help me recall when I was a man and to mark the spot where good intentions land. A cemetery plot lies at the end of all my plans. 'Cause they get tossed to the wayside! You'd always waste time trying to show me that you care but you can't make love from something that was never really there. And you can't change my mind, no. Not this time. 'Cause you've lost your heart, I almost lost my mind. Now this is the time when my memories lie in wait to find me when I am most vulnerable and cut me down to size. Because now you bring me flowers every chance you get. The pedals riddle my grave with the smell of your regrets. Now I don't know what to say to you 'cause every bridge I’ve built has fallen through but when the end comes and your toll is due I pray you never feel the way that I do! (Like falling!) You don’t know me, I am not your friend, and if it hadn’t been for fade we would’ve never met.