let out a final gasp of hope into a darling gay world there it goes doubt it if they ll even know i m gone the recipe of words on how to be welcome into a heart dodge the bombs each time you blink you don t notice tiny stars falling on your head well i m so beclouded in your room this can t be real i could count a hundred times that i ve followed your ghost into bed or shook the receiver so a hint of your voice might fall out after twenty one years of waiting for this i come to find that a day is enough for you to ask me to leave you don t notice tiny stars falling on your head well i m so beclouded in your room whispering this can t be real unless you lied unless you lied  let out a final gasp of hope into a darling gay world there it goes doubt it if they ll even know i m gone you don t notice tiny stars falling on your head well i m so beclouded in your room whispering this can t be real 