The point I try to make Is that there is no point at all When you are gone from this world You are gone and that is all You may be remembered But that will not be for long So I repeat The point I try to make Is that there is no point at all
once upon a time when i was younger i could smile when everything hurt because i couldn't understand i didn't know that you were slowly killing yourself right in front of my eyes like i was nothing like you never cared so i will end this story the way many have before with a simple little the end
If you could only feel your words Encase me, head to toe And could see your face, bold and bright Even beaming in the night, You too would be in love, I know.