I hate the conversationnand I hate the words we both saidnThis situation that makes no senseninside your head.nnTo her, to me, to you,nwhy can't you see, that we're already dead?nThis situation...two more monthsnand I'm already gonennAnd I'm starting over,nAnd I'm starting over.nnAnd I hate this contradictionnand I hate the words I said to younMy sense of directionnis everything that I never said to you.nnTo her, to me, through younwhy can't you see it's what you put us throughnWhen conversationnTwo more months and I'm already gone.nnI'm starting over... nand I'm starting over!nnand I am the one who haunts your dreams of mountains sunk below the sea nI spoke the words but never gave a thought to what they all could mean.nI know that this is what you want, Funerals keep both of us apart nNeed you when you are all alone, Need you like water in my lungsnnAnd I'm starting over... todaynn