Last night I dream you called from Costa Rica
  The place you've been for the last two weeks
  You said, "I miss you, oh sweet boy, and will you come on down?"
  I woke up to my cold sheets and the smell of New Jersey
  When do I get to wake up to you?
  Today I can't forget that I've got these open wounds
  It's such a drag
  I can't forget you've gone
  My ribs have parted ways
  They said, "We're not going to protect this heart you have."
  Oh no, what can I do?
  My lungs are breathing open air
  And my spleen is dripping from my pants
  You've left me here in the cold
  And I miss you
  You never told me it would be this hard
  I think my body's saying so
  When you're not here, it's leaving me
  But I hope that you're o.k.
  Even though I'm dying
  I hope that you're still trying to have a killer time
  Go see the volcanoes
  Go see the rainforests
  I'll be fine by myself
  I'll be fine without these bones.