Chippie

I trip on my words when I hear her voice
The thoughts in my head [bad word] over
Again your redundant sympathy for me
could never make me feel any better

I'm falling, further, away from you
I stumble, still waiting, for your answer

This is the last time you'll hear my voice
screaming the words that never made sense
from the tears in your eyes to the smile on my face
you finally got, [bad word] to you

Excesively stressful is what we've [bad word] 
burden upon which neither of us needs
The past is the past and should be left behind
The future is now let me change your mind

I'm falling, further, away from you
I stumble, still waiting, for your answer

This is the last time you'll hear my voice
Screaming the words that never made sense
From the tears in your eyes to the smile on my face
You finally got, [bad word] to you [bad word] to you...)

Find a way to carry on, Don't think of me cause I'll be gone
And when the [bad word] to an end
You'll think of me and I'll think of you again
I'll never forget your melodic voice

This is the last time you'll hear my voice
Screaming the words that never made sense
From the tears in your eyes to the smile on my face
You finally got, [bad word] to you