Remember the late nights
The phone calls in the dark...

Love is when you couldn't live without him
when you can't sleep at night...

Inside i am dying,
Slowly rotting away...

I sit in my corner and cry
Alone again it seems...

His life so quickly taken,
Stolen without a sound...

With a bottle of beer and a pouch of dope
He was off two his secret place...

My heart filled with hate,
For what i did not say...

He slowly stepped forward
And calmly bowed his head...

My road was turned to dust
my emotions frozen still...

This girl she waits just crying
Remembering what used to be...

"I think we should break up" thats all...
Have you any idea how that aches...

These bruises are getting to hard to disguise
The more make up i put on the more I've lied...