There is an art, to falling apart   Just follow steps 1 through 10 and you're done   When you don't know yourself, anymore   It's time to get out of here   Just take my hand there is nothing to fear   Another day is wasted again   And everything that could have been   A burden I still bear   Even though you're gone   I'm still holding onto everything that could have been   Even though you're gone I'm still holding onto everything that could have been   Mistakes, I've made a few   Look at the mess that I've made and you'll see   That things don't always go as planned   Mistrust, the source of this pain   You say you're angry, there's no one to blame but you and the choices you've made   I wounder what could have been   Is this the end?   I wonder what could have been   Is this the end?