There is an art, to falling apart 
Just follow steps 1 through 10 and you're done 
When you don't know yourself, anymore 
It's time to get out of here 
Just take my hand there is nothing to fear
Another day is wasted again 
And everything that could have been 
A burden I still bear 
Even though you're gone 
I'm still holding onto everything that could have been 
Even though you're gone I'm still holding onto everything that could have been 
Mistakes, I've made a few
Look at the mess that I've made and you'll see 
That things don't always go as planned 
Mistrust, the source of this pain 
You say you're angry, there's no one to blame but you and the choices you've made 
I wounder what could have been 
Is this the end? 
I wonder what could have been 
Is this the end?