This Is How It Goes

I just don't think I'll last the year,
I've fought this battle to the end,
You're better off without me dear.

Don't book two flights to Latvia,
I shan't be able to attend.
I just don't think I'll last the year.

 Don't stray from our plans, or shed a tear,
 Go alone, or take a friend,
You're better off without me dear.

This world fills me to the brim with fear,
There's only so much one can pretend.
I just don't think I'll last the year.

This is your chance, take it, steer clear,
I don't want you here for my descent.
You're better off without me dear.

As the winter months draw ever near,
The future I can't comprehend,
I'm certain I won't last the year,
You're better off without me dear.