Dead by Morning

I wish that you could feel the way that I feel.
So that you could understand what I'm about to do.
Please hear what I have to say 'cause I'll be dead by morning.
These words will be all that's left of me because by morning,
By morning I'll be gone.

I've lived a rather fruitless life,
though you'd probably say otherwise.
If I could only convey the way that I feel.
So many random conflictions inside,
it doesn't matter what's wrong or what's right.
What matters most is that I can never be healed.

Please hear what I have to say 'cause I'll be dead by morning.
These words will be all that's left of me because by morning,
By the morning I'll be gone.

I don't know where I'm going,
But I know that I hate where I am.
I'm not asking for your forgiveness,
I only ask that you understand.

Please hear what I have to say 'cause I'll be dead by morning.
These words will be all that's left of me because by morning,
By the morning I'll be gone.
I don't know where I'm going,
But I know that I hate where I am.
I'm not asking for your forgiveness,
I only ask that you understand.

[I know I pushed you away.
I must have blamed you for so many things. But I never meant
To hurt you. Can you forgive me?]