when your life is over

do you think you’ll be sad

that nothing really worked out in the end

and you never got to know your dad/

when the sensation starts to go

and the ice finally freezes

who’s gonna cry for you 

and will you meet jesus?/

you’ve locked everyone out but 

hoping someones listening through the door

crying to yourself in the corner

about all the times you said “i don’t love you anymore”