that part

watch the sun come up, at the end of the night, i watch the stars burn out, put the tv on for a while, and this room's too cold, and the clock's too slow, and i'm wondering where you are, but i don't wanna know, and i can't breathe and i can't feel my heart, and as easy as it should be, it's not, and maybe you're waiting, for the last scene to start, but i can't play, that part, all the pictures of you, put them under the bed, all the good and the bad, that i'm trying so hard to forget, they say memories fade, i don't know if they do, honestly, i don't want to believe that i need them to, and i can't breathe and i can't feel my heart, and as easy as it should be, it's not, and maybe you're waiting, for the last scene to start, but i can't play, that part