Say that you'll call me at night, just like old times to assure me that everything is alright.
Am I still the only one that you truly want?
Will you hold my hand, just like you did when we first met?
Do you still feel the same?
After all this time, am I still on your mind?

Can we forget that we ever needed space, because we both know we don't have any more time left to waste.
Am I still pretty?
How about beautiful?
Is my smile still something that motivates you to get up each day even after all this pain?
Do you still want to be the guy who gets down on one knee in front of me?

I wonder if you wonder would life would be like if things had played out differently.
When it comes to you and me, do you remember everything?
Are you ready for a final goodbye?
How do you really feel inside?
When you make it to the bottom of your bottles, do you still think of me?

I'm scared to know the truth.

So lie.

Will you tell me only want my heart wants me to hear?
Tell me that you're always gonna be right here and that you're never going anywhere.
Hit me with those three words, will you say it to me now?
To see you walk away, to hear you say your final goodbye.
I'm not ready.
I don't want to let go.

Tell me this is a bad dream.

Just lie.