Why should I play this game of pretend? Remembering through a secondhand sorrow? Such a great son and wonderful friend Oh, don't the tears just pour I could curl up and hide in my room There in my bed, still sobbing tomorrow I could give in to all of the gloom But tell me, tell me what for Why should I have a heavy heart? Why should I start to break in pieces? Why should I go and fall apart for you? Why should I play the grieving girl and lie Saying that I miss you And that my world has gone dark without your light? I will sing no requiem tonight