Chapter Twenty-Three

I asked her to stay but she wouldn't listen and she left before I had the chance to say, oh

The words that would mend, the things that were broken

But now it's far too late; she's gone away

Every night you cry yourself to sleep, thinking:

"Why does this happen to me? Why does every moment have to be so hard?"

Hard to believe that

It's not over tonight

Just give me one more chance to make it right

I may not make it through the night, I won't go home