Besedila: The Meg And Dia Band. Halloween.

I've decided I'm done. Don't care to move on.
Not used to losing someone. If I lost faith, was no choice I made.
I'll except the excuse of no one.
Your careful silence can't replace, your stupid smile.
Casseroles and Handshakes, can't restore 12 damn years of ours.
You stole me.
I don't care to try again. They said, "Time will heal, and time will mend,"
But on Halloween, the last time you left
If I knew, you were never coming back,
I would have, Held on to that last day, instead of, "Here's your keys,"
the last thing I'd say would be "I love you."
and Just in case,
"I'm only myself when I'm with you baby."

Take down my mirror, my pictures of costumes, and youth.
Throw aside posters, and books, and aged fortunes and all that reminds me of you.
With a pat on the back they say, "Honey, it's time to move on. I'm sure we can find you a hobby, now that he's gone."
They stole you.
They don't understand. We were like this since the first time we met.
We were born holding hands.
Give me flowers and cards, I'll smile all they want
If they give me what I want.
Just give me what I want.

... I'll be with you someday.