I'd lost hope but i'm getting better, The last thing that i can remember, Is waking up to nothing and no one. A portrait of someone i don't know. I made it out, finally found myself. And found you, escaped what i thought was hell. You close your eyes and whisper to me, No one will love you the way that i love you. I spent the rest of the weekend with you and your family. You wanted out. Well i was on my way out anyway. Tonight we're dead, But tomorrow we'll be more alive than we've ever been.