Dead-inside wreck

Let out a shaky breath,
Lay down on the floor and take a pen
Write your final goodbyes
(do you wish to perish from the world?)
"Dead inside wreck, Dead inside wreck",
Your mind's mantra is overwhelming

But will it ever work out in the end?
Do you get your prince charming and the golden chariot?
And when your hands are shaking from fear,
And when you let tears flow freely down your cheeks,
Spreading the caked make up (your mask is gone)
All control's lost in the wind

The choir's singing 'Hallelujah'
And you wish for someone to hold you close
And sew the pieces of your heart back together
But now you're all alone in the cold February night
All alone - the paranoia's eating you alive

Hope to be standing on top of a ten story building
with no one to save you from falling
Been there before, standing in the dark
Waiting for someone to save you
Has it ever been this bad?
(was it ever so hopeless?)
No, it's never been like this...

But will it ever work out in the end?
Do you get your prince charming and the golden chariot?
And when your hands are shaking from fear,
And when you let tears flow freely down your cheeks,
Spreading the caked make up (your mask is gone)
All control's lost in the wind

Would you pull me away from the edge?