So you changed out of your grieving garments, I see you've worn that smile again.

I wonder if you hemmed the torments or if the stitches still cause you pain.

So you're trading all your sorrows; I really hope you're making gain.

Would you be kind to let me borrow, knowing I can't afford to pay

So you found a beam of light

I thought I lost you in the tunnel

I'll get to blowing out the stars so don't be resting on your laurels

So I'm finally dead to you?

Well you must be necrophilic

Cause we make love every night; we make love in my dreams

So give me one more chance!

One more chance to make you cry

One more chance to wear you out

One more chance to tear you apart

I'm not asking for much

Just one more chance to break your heart.

-Sage