goodnight goodbye it's all the same

though i am your goodnight but not your goodbye
when there's no alcohol left in the bottle and the fire's turned to cinders
the rope's been tied but there's glass on the floor
like you can feel nobody's been here before

i am your everything and you are nothing to me
and all the world has come to listen but never to see
everyone can think but they never can hear
as the fire keeps going keeps hunting the fear

you say i am good i am sweet that i will be okay
but in the end you heard the tale i told
and it never went to heart, those pitiful words
my voice gets lost, doesn't matter, there's nothing left to say.

to the end i'll follow, you know i will
but never specify the end, tonight or twenty years or eighteen lives
the reminder to take the pills, the end of the night
the end of our love or the end of my life.

put the blood on the pavement and never look down
carve into your face, don't give it a frown
tie the rope make sure it's loose
even the mental illnesses and lack of friends won't give you the truth.

it all remains to be true through the lies
i am your goodnight, but not your goodbye.