It's a shady wednesday afternoon
I've got nothing left to lose, nothing left to win
Dusk is entering the room
I'm not so innocent in my not so gentle sin
My intuition tells me it's time
For me to go out in the melting snow
Puddles give me wet cold feet
Is this the lowest a man can go?
Strolling down my final path
I pass your doorstep and spotted some movement
A softened blurry darkened whelm of our past
It's like I gave up on us for lent
Gave up on us for lent
It's a cloudy wednesday night
Every glass has made my head more numb
Beneath me light is glooming bright
All that's left to do for me is jump