(Anything else?) (I... You know what! The Sometimes made me kill my girlfriend! And bury her body as if that was what's best for me. I don't want to talk about it, can we please move on?)

What was the reason, that you had to do her like that?

Why can’t you see it? You’re blind to the obvious facts

Cuz this isn’t helping, your advice didn’t work

I cut off my friends, and they wished me the best

What you’re selling, I’m not buying a word

You say you’re my friend, then you fill me with dread

Life’s been unexplainable, goals unobtainable, I feel so incapable

Of changing the way I fall to my knees

Whirlwind inescapable, chronically insatiable, am I that replaceable

Not a soul has called as I sink so deep

What was the reason, that my soul was picked for this tortuous task of submitting?

What was the reason, that her gracious presence was undeserving of living?

What was the reason?

I drown out your whispers (denrael neeb sah nossel ehT)

They’re a constant reminder I’ll never decide my own journey

I’ll die with a whimper

But at least I stood with myself and my heart and my hurting

(And never fell to temptation)

You turned the love of my life to a number, you don’t get it

(I won’t hear your explanation)

They’ll call it anything but just a murder, there, I said it (Sometimes)

What was the meaning?

For a punishment where you killed my esteem and support

And what were you needing?

In the hollow catharsis from cutting her lifespan short

I’m talking to you, all (All)

All the freaks in my head, cuz your energies are one with the mob

And I’m talking to you, God (God)

If you’re testing faith, you’ve got the wrong girl for the job

Was there no reason?

Behind her circle of life transformed, into a half crest moon (What was the reason?)

I find no more need to give life any meaning, now that she left so soon

(When did you start to feel a shift in the psychic bond?)

(I felt a real shift when I was mourning... Grace's death. I just felt so deeply sad in a way I never had before. Like, this was a real disruption. It wasn't meant to happen. I-I think that feeling went both ways? The Sometimes could feel how wrong it was too.)