'Am I better off dead? Am I better off a quitter? Jake said I'm better off now, that I ever was with her.' Was the questions Finn was finding an answer to.
As Jake took Finn to the local bar down the street, Finn was smiling but felt a dying sensation; as he was trying not to drag his feet.

"Come on, man," Jake said. "A couple of drinks will make you forget her, for sure." But after one too many, Finn knew that he would never be able to forget her...Flame Princess. Jake could only see where this was going to end. He thought Finn was crazy, but to him it was perfect sense.

Jake was there, trying to calm Finn down; as he was shouting Flame Princess's name all over town. He swore that if he could go to her now, Finn could change her mind and turn it all around. Finn knew he was drunk but he'll say the words. And Flame Princess will listen even though it's slurred. Finn would dial her number and confess to her...He was still in love but all he heard was nothing.

And so Finn stumbled upon there, along some railings and some fences. He knew if he went to her face-to-face, Flame Princess would come to her senses.
Every drunk step Finn made leads him to her door; if Flame Princess sees how much he's hurt, Finn was concluded that she'll take him back for sure.

And yet she said nothing.
Finn wanted words but all he heard was nothing.
Oh, he got nothing.

Sometimes love is intoxicating.
Like when you're coming down and your hands are shaking; but there was no one waiting.

Was he better off dead?
Was he better off a quitter?
They said he's better off now, then he ever was with her.

She said nothing.
Finn wanted words but all he heard was nothing.
Oh, he got nothing.

He got nothing.