A montage.

"Everyone was together, but the whole place was empty.
Full of empty people who had all had enough.
And it all fired up into an argument of everything that's broken.
But the whole time I sat in the corner,
looking at how sad it all was,
and wondering why people can't just be happy....

And I just snapped, and wished everything would just shatter,
and there would be nothing left to be sad about...

I just left.
I couldn't deal with feeling like the world was such a sad place.
And you know what I did?
I went to the quietest spot, sat down, played my music,
and just thought about you, and what you offer to me...

Because everything else wouldn't matter if you weren't there for me.

No "one's" perfect...but "two" can come close. "