If I died tomorrow Nobody could ever say that my life was hollow But I don't know which way to go. I've grown so fond of my own home I'll take the risk and pay the toll And hopefully you'll let this go. (Hopefully you'll let this go) When I break away from you You'll find me admiring the view Seeing how the others live Now I'm catching up on what I've missed But if I was you I wouldn't miss me. I wish I could borrow more time to explain myself I'm drowning in sorrow I still don't know which way to go. I dream of faces I don't know It reminds me I don't know my own. I bet you thought I'd let this go. When I break away from you You'll find me admiring the view Seeing how the others live Now I'm catching up on what I've missed But if I was you I wouldn't miss me. You're anaesthetic there's no feeling Just four walls without a ceiling You're apathetic I'm still healing Apologetic has lost all meaning. You're anaesthetic there's no feeling Numb to the bone there's no use screaming I've had enough so just release me. Tell me I'm pathetic but you're anaesthetic. (Would you feel it anyway?) You didn't need me anyway.