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Kaz is back at the stage, playing and singing 

Kaz: 

I thought that I'd been hurt before. But no one's ever left me quite this sore Your words cut deeper than a knife. Now I need someone to breathe me back to life. Got a feeling that I'm going unde. But I know that I'll make it out alive If I quit calling you my lover. And move on. You watch me bleed until I can't breathe Shaking, falling onto my knees. And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches. Tripping over myself. Aching, begging you to come help And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches.

Don is at the graveyard strumming his guitar

Kaz: Just like a moth drawn to a flame. Oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain Your bitter heart, cold to the touch Now I'm gonna reap what I sow I'm left seeing red on my own. Got a feeling that I'm going under But I know that I'll make it out alive If I quit calling you my lover And move on. You watch me bleed until I can't breathe Shaking, falling onto my knees And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches. Tripping over myself Aching, begging you to come help And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches...

Don's spidy senses start tingling. Despite himself, he gets a distinct feeling that something is very, VERY wrong with Kaz. 

Don goes to the stage and looks at Kaz hes happy to see him but sad to be something sad to him

Kaz: Needle and the thread. Gotta get you out of my head. Needle and the thread. Gonna wind up dead... 

He seems...really not ok. He doesn't notice Don. 

Kaz:  Needle and the thread Gotta get you out of my head Needle and the thread Gonna wind up dead. Needle and the thread Gotta get you out of my head. Needle and the thread. Gonna wind up dead. Needle and the thread Gotta get you out of my head.  Get you out of my head!! 

He gets louder and louder, starting to cry. 

Don strums his guitar

Kaz: You watch me bleed until I can't breathe Shaking, falling onto my knees. And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches. Tripping over myself Aching, begging you to come help And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches...And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches... And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches- 

He stops and puts the guitar down, curling up in a ball 

"I know it's probably much too late to try and apologise for my mistake. But I just want you to know... I'm a mess I'm a loser I'm a hater I'm a user. I'm obsessed I'm embarrassed I don't trust no one around us... without you... I'm just a sad song."

Don starts crying

"and... I'm sorry."

Kaz looks up 

Kaz: W-h-hey...w-what...what are you...?