I fell by the wayside like everyone else. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, but I was just kidding myself our every moment, I start to replace 'Cause now that they're gone, all I hear are the words that I needed to say. When you hurt under the surface like troubled water running cold well, time can heal, but this won't. So, before you go, was there something I could've said to make your heart beat better? If only I'd have known you had a storm to weather. So, before you go.