So what could be worse when it all seemingly goes to waste? 
Fly away cupid, fly away. Mending is not for thee.Healing is not from thee.With an arrow to the heart, thy made souls flee.

Now fly away, fly far away. 
Let the lights guide me home instead. 
Let my mistakes remind me grace.Let my tears stream in grateful gaze.Let my bones work again in my will.Let time fix my heart by its cold play. 

Let Him be my heart as "I'll fix you," He said.

I'll laugh, I'll smile.
I'll make it look like nothing is wrong.

I'll make sure life goes on.
I'll make sure I won't stop people from moving on.

I'll keep it all, I'll cover it all.
Because one thing is for sure,
None of this is good for showing after all.

No I'll not cry...
But maybe, alone,
In the silence and company of the moonlight.

After that, I'll be fine.
Like I always do...
Just... fine.