can you see those lights? that’s where i live. or should i say since you, that’s where ive lived. sometimes at night, when the tower starts flashing red, and there’s no one else in my bed, i like to pretend you’re here. i try to pretend you’re here. ive heard the sh-t about how it’s always darkest before the dawn. and it’s always calmest before the storm, but i can’t believe you’re gone. can you believe i’m gone? i understand you had to leave. believe me sometimes i think that it was up to me. but i can’t believe you’re gone. can you believe i’m gone?