I was born a lucky baby
Never was a "maybe" for me to hear
And I was born a fair skinned child
Never given a reason not to smile
Everything okay
But years have gone by since then
And never do I want to go back to when I was clueless of what was really going on
Because the world isn't perfect like they paint it to be
People say their goodbyes as they close their eyes to sleep
Cuts will bleed and eyes will cry
But none will hurt like the last goodbye
Oh, cuts will bleed and eyes will cry
But none will hurt like the last goodbye
Breathing in this humid air
I can't help but stop and stare
At the people sitting by the crowded streets
Chanting words
What do they mean?
Singing cuts will bleed and eyes will cry
But none will hurt like the last goodbye
Oh, cuts will bleed and eyes will cry
But none will hurt like the last goodbye
Don't say goodbye
Please don't say goodbye
I need you here, don't say goodbye
Don't say goodbye
Please don't say goodbye
I need you here, don't say goodbye