I don′t know why, but sometimes I wonder deeply

What I would do if you passed away

I think of words (think of words)Words that I wish I told you by the end

Dead messages, I can still say to you

Why should I sit with fear?

We all know that tragedies are never fair

Wait, do I have an issue?

Dreaming you're gone just to see if I miss you

No, no! It hurts to imagine

Letting go and wearing black the day we know you′re never coming home!

Who decides it's our turn to go?

Who decides?

Live, because you're dying (quickly)

I′m still trying

(We don′t really know) no! Life is a show, and tragedies are never fair

We're all given a script that′s been written (blindly, blindly)

Unaware of who will be

Who will be cast?

Who will be cast to come home?

(It's been decided)

Time can be unforgiving

Status quo on the living (unknown)

What will I (second home)

Most remember (buried)

From our time (unexposed)

Spent together?

When am I to go?

Who′ll be there to notice?

Will I go alone?

Who'll be there?

(Who′ll write my obituary once I find the cemetery?)

Live, because you're dying (quickly)

I'm still trying

(We don′t really know) no! Life is a show, and tragedies are never fair

We′re all given a script that's been written (blindly, blindly)

Unaware of who will be

Who will be cast?

Who will be cast out?

I don′t know why, but sometimes I wonder deeply

What you would do if I passed away