You and me, we used to be together. Everyday together, always. I really feel that I´m losing my best friend. I can't believe this could be the end. It looks as though you´re letting go, and if it´s real...well, I don´t want to know. Don´t speak! I know just what you´re saying so please stop explaining, don´t tell me cause it hurts. Don´t speak! I know what you´re thinking. I don´t need your reasons, don´t tell me cause it hurts. Our memories...well, they can be inviting but some are altogether mighty frightening. As we die, both you and I. With my head in my hands, I sit and cry. It´s all ending, I gotta stop pretending who we are. You and me, I can see us dying...are we?