Where did you go wrong?
At the start of a century?
At the end of a song?
That i once let you sing to me
Your design is almost perfect
But when you're in despair
You flaws always worsen
and it shows in your hair

Not in the color
Nor the skin
Or the muscles
In between
It's the way
You carry on
Without me
Cause curiosity
Consumes
As I'm trying
To resume
My own life
The way it used
To be

Without you

There's a traffic jam inside my head
As I'm trying to come up
With the jokes to say
And the faces to make you
Crack up
But my impression comes off
A bit too weak
When my lines are out of touch
I rise to the top by the start of the week
But I fail by the end of the month

As I'm writing this
I hope
It's the last I'll
Ever know
About you
and the damage done
To me
And while the days
Move along
I'll be singing
This new song
About the way
You carry on
Without me

Without me

-Kris(Dictated not read)
[ he wants everyone to read]