I got a ticket for the long way round, you don't love me, that I know. I mean, I seem cold, not sympathetic, never really good at friendship. Well, I understand, so leave me alone.

I got a ticket for the long way round, you say you love me, well that's great! Feelings aren't really my strong suit, caring isn't either so, maybe, you're loving the wrong person?

When I'm gone, when I'm gone, you will miss me when I'm gone, even if it's for a little while, but thank you, for knowing I exist. Thank you, from the bottom of my cold, empty heart.