Ashes to ashes

Her dress is as black as her teary eyes
her wrists as red as the rose she holds
the bottle of vodka is empty at her feet
the tears are surrendering to her shaking body
it's too bad it's the end
as the vodka slows her beating heart
she closes her teary eyes
its too late to say 'I'm sorry'
and she will not kiss you goodbye
it hurts to much to speak a word
she throws the rose away to die
as her heart gives one last beat
ashes to ashes we all fall down
and with one breath we die.