Suicide season

We stare at broken clocks
The hands don't turn anymore
The days turn into nights
Empty hearts and empty places
The day you lost him, I
Slowly lost you too
For when he died
He took a part of you

No time for farewells
No chances for goodbyes
No explanations
No fucking reasons why
I watched it eat you up
Pieces fallen on the floor
We stare at broken clocks
The hands don't turn anymore

If only sorrow could build a staircase
Or tears could show the way
I would climb my way to heaven
And bring him back home again
Don't give up hope, my friend
This is not the end

We stare at broken clocks
The hands don't turn anymore
The days turn into nights
Empty hearts and empty places
The day you lost him, I (lost him)
Slowly lost you too
For when he died
He took a part of you

Death is only a chapter
So let's rip out the pages of yesterday
Death is only a horizon
And I'm ready for my sun
I'm ready for my sun to
I'm ready for my sun
I'm ready for my sun to set
This is suicide season

(If only sorrow could build a staircase)
(Or tears could show the way)
(I would climb my way to heaven)
(And bring him back home again)
(If only sorrow could build a staircase)
(Or tears could show the way)
(I would climb my way to heaven)
(And bring him back home again)

(If only sorrow could build a staircase)
(Or tears could show the way)
(I would climb my way to heaven)
(And bring him back home)
(This is suicide season)
(This is suicide season)

(If only sorrow could build a staircase)
(Or tears could show the way)
(I would climb my way to heaven)
(And bring him back home again)
(If only sorrow could build a staircase)
(Or tears could show the way)
(I would climb my way to heaven)
(And bring him back home again)

(Suicide) if only sorrow could build a staircase
Or tears could show the way
We would climb our way to heaven
And bring him home again
Sorrow could build a staircase
Or tears could show the way
We would climb our way to heaven (suicide)
And bring him home again

If only sorrow could build a staircase (suicide)
Or tears (season) could show the way
We would climb our way to heaven
And bring him home again
We would do (suicide) anything (suicide)
To bring him (suicide season) back to you
We would do anything
To end (suicide) what you're going through

(Fuck you) if only sorrow could build a staircase
Or tears could show the way
I would climb my way to heaven
And bring him home again
I would do anything
To bring him back to you
Because if you got him back
I would get back the friend that I once knew