if you could paint your own vacation where would you go?

i'm going to be with you i said, and what it had to come to, i wanted to look and feel like you, and stand up as straight as arrows, i'll never really catch you, i gave my warning, but oh when i do, i thought i'd really catch you, i'm holding on, i stopped trying so hard, and forgot i've finally come so far, hold your head up high, i've picked up on the basics, and started on the exit, i've thought of everything i can, this knife, a rope, a match, i swear, i swear i'm thinking of you, i'm letting go at last, this must be perfect, i will accept no less in my own death, i hope that you come through, i stopped trying so hard, and forgot i've finally come so far, hold your head up high, i've picked up on the basics, and started on the exit, subsequently, i can sleep all day, so get back to me, "and i know the meaning to life," he screamed, but you will die before you speak, we're growing, how have we stunted?, so what should he do to get back to me?