You know you've hit rock bottom
when you're mumbling the words
to all her favorite songs
‘til the neighbors hear your drunken slurs
You know the end is creeping up when all that you can feel
were the faint reminisce to touching her; wishing they were real
You know you've hit rock bottom
when you constantly refuse
to take down all the photographs of the times when she was with you
You know the end is nigh when you repeatedly deny
the fact that she is in the Earth and you
never got to say goodbye
Marigold withers away and this world never felt so cold
My Marigold, oh it's a miracle that you kept me alive this long
I'm seriously contemplating chewing off my tongue
to prevent from screaming out your name and the endless nights to come
I'm seriously contemplating chewing off my tongue
to prevent from screaming out your name and these endless nights to come