This is the only lonely picture Waiting on my floor, littering my shore This is the last true burning letter Given to a girl, written by a boy Living in a world created to destroy But if I built you a city Would you let me? Would you tear it down? But there you go for the last time I finally know now what I should have known then And I could still be ruthless if you'll let me But there you go and I'm not done You're waving goodbye, well at least you're having fun The rising tide will not let you forget me This is your ghost that kneels before me Razors on her tongue, a body full of oxygen It won't be the last time she'll ignore me The thinning of my skin, without the strength to go The Winter's setting in, to cover you in snow But if I built you a city Would you let me? Would you tear it down? But there you go for the last time I finally know now what I should have known then And I could still be ruthless if you'll let me But there you go and I'm not done You're waving goodbye, well at least you're having fun The rising tide will not let you forget me Forget me, forget me Forget me, forget me, yeah I'll raise towers and climb them Rivers and walk them Oceans to drown in You won't make a sound in... But there you go for the last time I finally know now what I should have known then And I could still be ruthless if you'll let me But there you go and I'm not done You're waving goodbye, well at least you're having fun The rising tide will not let you forget me Forget me