I Heard A Screaming Out Loud

“I took a ride on a February morning, just getting over it and dealing with the mourning.
I started thinking out loud: I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired.
My baby’s flying off the edge of the road, she’s saying, “I’m so sorry about that note”, that left me all alone.

Somebody turn the lights on, somebody tell me what’s wrong.
I’d be lying if I told you losing you was something I could handle.
Somebody turn the lights on, somebody tell me how long all this darkness will surround you, cause I’m burning for you, burning like a candle.

Think, all the things that you say, what are the things that you mean?
What are the things that you say to me?
Cause your tradgedy, a queen for his majesty.
All these plans for me,  your kingdom is crumbling.”