Hello, my name is bitter.
And I'm glad we've just met, at the end of this suspense.
So, lets make up, shake hands and start again.
Because I swear that if we don't, I wont have the strength within to pull through, to see you, this close to me and know that I can't be yours.
I've managed to fall through every single crack.
And the sky is suddenly splitting apart. 
So, where are we gonna begin, girl?
What could I ever say that would make you want me?
I have lost my last bit of hope.
I have lost my last bit of hope, so I guess I should call it a night.
And retreat to a slumber, where the only thing that's real is the sequence of these numbers.
So, lets make up, shake hands and start again.
Because I swear that if we don't, I wont have the strength within to pull through, to see you, this close to me and know that I can't be yours.
For the last week, I've watched my iron heart sink through my chest and to my stomach.
Oh, girl, how I pray for you to see.
Oh, please just breathe your love through me.