Now I will tell you what I've done for you: fifty thousand tears I've cried. Screaming, deceiving, and bleeding for you, and you still won't hear me going under. Don't want your hand this time; I'll save myself. Maybe I'll wake up for once. Not tormented daily, defeated by you. Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom. I'm dying again. I'm going under, drowning in you. I'm falling forever; I've got to break through. I'm going under.