I remember the good times when we used to do rollypolies down the hill,linked arms and skipped along the path
but there is bad times like when you accused me of breaking up your relationship,called me a dog
i asked you if you could forgive me for something i supposingly did
and you said no
you asked me if i was OK with it and i said yes
but deep down inside it fealt like you were tearing me apart
no one had an idea of what i was doing
but one day i went to deep blood was going every where
i couldn't stop it in the time i had i wrote a letter to you saying
I'm sorry for everything it was great knowing you NOT I'm dead now and its all your fault
