I'd lost hope but i'm getting better,
The last thing that i can remember,
Is waking up to nothing and no one.
A portrait of someone i don't know.

I made it out, finally found myself.
And found you, escaped what i thought was hell.
You close your eyes and whisper to me,
No one will love you the way that i love you.

I spent the rest of the weekend with you and your family.
You wanted out.
Well i was on my way out anyway.

Tonight we're dead,
But tomorrow we'll be more alive than we've ever been.