I know it's all sad but I promise I'll get past it.

Tick... Tock... Goes the clock.
The seconds drag on by.
There is silence.
'Silence is golden' they say
But they never say it hurts;
My aching. Bleeding. Heart.

Drip... Drip... Goes the tap.
The hollow sound digs into me.
I don't know when it started.
I'm just glad it there,
Because it comforts
My aching. Bleeding. Heart.

Tap... Tap... Goes the rain
It hits my window pane.
When did it start?
...Something strange about it...
It goes to the beat of
My aching. Bleeding. Heart.

Tick-tock, drip-drip, tap-tap
Tick-drip-tap, tock-drip-tap
Does it matter?
I sat here for an eternity,
And I have to sit for another;
Just me and
My aching. Bleeding. Heart.