I am sorry,
That I wasn't there when you needed me most...

As she is slowly dying,
She writes her suicide note...

You come in late at night,
Always smelling like an ash tray...

I like it when I talk to you,
You are so nice to me...

I have this mate called Vikki,
And she is always there for me...

You left me here all alone,
And know you moved away...

It talks to you because of my friend,
And know we talk all the time...

It is easy for you to say,
But it is hard for me not to...

There you where,
In my dreams...

I know it is hard,
For you to stop...

I have never had the one,
I have never had a love...

It's always too late,
You can't turn back the time...