Death tastes sweet.
Sugar coated lies...
Love which starts with wine
Often matures too quickly...
Sometimes we would talk between the silence,
but please don't believe that we stayed in touch...
Why come back now after the wreckage?
Why not come back when the ship was sinking fast...
You always thought that you could understand me,
but if you were in my head at all...
I wish I could get an answering machine
for my most unwanted thoughts...
Little did I know
that every time I wrote...
Take me back to that first night
and never let me go...
I cannot let anyone inside my head,
I can only think of you instead...
Knock, knock;
your face at mind's door...
Love seems to fool you, in so many ways
When our paths were to cross, so long ago...
I knew I should have left sooner,
knowing I could never be your everything...