Free

I don't want to be here anymore...
The one I love doesn't truly love me...
I just know that...

"Don't talk to me!" you say as the line goes dead...
Beeb.
Beeb.
Beeb.
The lines dead...
You're gone...

Haven't seen or heard from you in a while...
Stupid as I am I miss you...
You must not miss me...
I just know that...

I guess this is what you could call free...
Newspaper, I look at the deaths...
An old lady nearing 86 years old pass away in her sleep.
What a lovely way to go...
One down I see you...

No wonder you didn't want me...
No wonder you cut all ties with everyone...
No wonder you were never heard of after that night...

Why...
Why...
I was here wasn't I?
Why...
Why didn't you tell me?

I would have gladly came along...
Now what am I going to do...
You're free.
Leaving me alone...
You're free.
No more need to worry... Right?
You're free.
You're free and I miss you.
You're free and I would have came with you hand and hand...

You didn't want that.
You didn't want that, did you?

I wanted it.
I wanted it just like you.

I didn't go to your funeral.
Hope that's okay.
Mom went out so I'm alone at home.

Alone for now, but not for long.

I came here to tell you I am Free.