I see doom ahead,
my love...

I stare to the madness, I see just my pain,
it staring me back, drowning me in the sadness...

You strike at me with words at first
making me weak and sad enough to start to weep...

Their enchanting voices
Cry to the crystal moon...

A sweet little prick
on the finger...

I cant stand your face
why would i be so hated...

This rose, like you
slow to unfold...

With every tall tale and broken heart there is the...

I'm sorry i did not love you enough
and that i did not show it...

She sits alone in her room
it’s quiet and dark...

Somehow you do something
being with you numbs the pain...

I want to love you, I really need you
but my heart can not take, another heart break...