Her well of tears has run dry
As she cries for one last time
She stares down at the world below
And wonders what will happen when she goes:
Saying I never felt this way before would be a lie
But for you, and only you, will I die
I will stab my wrists, there will be no pain,
I will delve needles in through each and every vein,
Watch me as this blood drips slow
To my heart, it will no longer flow.
You bring a tear into my eye,
Your love is all for which I vie
It is to you, I offer my sacrifice
Without you I could not suffice.
