Tonight you killed me with your stares,
tears tricklig down my face i hid under my hood...

Write me one last lullyby,
then feel free to go...

But i can't write no love poems,
but i can give you my soul and heart...

Do you no what it feels like
to be stabbed a thousand times in the heart...

Okay, my arms are bleeding, check!
i've went down the right way too...

Her pretty tearstained skin,
with marks of purple thread...

Have you stil kept the photographs?
all smiles in black and white...

Tears glistened in my eyes
as i said something like this...

And the things i done still make me ashamed,
and now i look at my little sister and nearly cry...

You were like a wilted rose when we first met,
so delicate the slightest touch made you die...

Do you no what she does,
when no ones around...

Im not as strong as you,
i can't control my emotions and let other people...