Midnight in Nepal

Waited 552 hours
Thought it'd be a hug after landing
But there's nothing on the other side

I think I knew the ending all along
But wouldn't face the sorrow
'Cause every time I'd end up being dead

Here I am, sitting in the smoking room crying
Can't see clear anymore
My therapy, I light them one after one
As if that could ease the pain

On the other side of the phone
You said, 'I'm sorry'
Tell me what you want to do with my brain
Saying 'we could still be friends'
'There'll always be the maybes'
And you call me cruel for staying away
Who breaks up like that in an airport?
When at midnight, I'm leaving Nepal

You could've even given me some clues
Of how I'll return back to home
With your stuff all packed and gone
Went through eighty-two scenarios
Of what our future holds
And it's nothing like this
It was nowhere like this

But here I am, sitting in the smoking room crying
With that 3-minute silence on the phone
I was too afraid to hang up or say my goodbye
'Cause when I do, I know we'd be gone

On the other side of the phone
I said, 'I hate you'
Even though I really want to follow my heart
Saying, 'you are just selfish, I'll never be back'
But I'd do it again, I shouldn't do it again

On the other side of the phone
You said, 'I'm sorry'
Tell me what you want to do with my brain
Saying 'we could still be friends'
'There'll always be the maybes'
And you call me cruel for staying away
Who breaks up like that in an airport?
When at midnight, I'm leaving Nepal