The best man takes
A box from his coat...

It sits upon a windowsill
The light hits it...

I've done a lot of wrongs
made a few rights...

I didnt know how to tell you
that im sorry...

Preparation
Prepare your life...

Ive been waiting
To hear you say...

The blade presses against my skin
The blood falls to the floor...

Kiss me on thousand times
Kill me with a hundred knives...

Everytime you turn around I lose my sense of...
And everytime you turn around I stumble about...

I feel I should tell you
Tell you about the way you make me feel...

Though he's far away he's very near
though he's being pushed to the max he's laying...

I still love him with all my heart.
i know i should get over him but its hard...