Rain sprinkles on his head
As he wishes he was dead
He walks through life in a fog
Like a cowardly dog
Wondering where his life went wrong
He knows he won't be alive for long
Cyanide will soon flow through his veins
To help end all his pain
He sat to write a sad love letter
To apologize for everything he did since he met her
He injected the needle as the tears ran
He finally realized his true fate
but by that time it was already too late
