This is goodbyenAfter months of situatingnI can finally leave this sorry town behindnAnd I'm alrightnWhen they ask for menMy friends can smile and tell the worldnThat I survivednAs I'm about to leavenI fill a million empty pagesnPass my word and do my best to singnSo what do I neednTo show what could become of thosenWho think and talk and live like mennI don't want to die todaynI want to live and love and write it downnI can live a life of dreamsnAnd be greatful I'm aroundnnThis is goodbyenAfter months of careful planningnI can finally leave this dried up town behindnAnd I'm alrightnYeah, this used to be our citynThis used to be our only lightnnI just want to walk awaynI want to write but there's a consequencenThat all my friends read everything I do and I saynI don't need to reign supremenAll I need are sounds of ecstasynnAnd I won't die todaynYeah, I'll be living, loving, writing downnAnd I'll live a life of dreamsnAnd be greatful I'm around