You said goodbye at eighteen,
my world feel and crumbled to dust.
my eyes swelled with warm tears
i can't move on but i know i must.
your words were wrte so simply,
like a not to say ' i'll see you tonight'
but the simpliticity will ass to the pain,
that you have left me alone to fight
and you said goobye at eighteen,
eighteen and two days to be precise,
the scars the tears the blood you spilled,
i should've seen it, not i'll pay the price.
ill pay the price for not seeing the signs,
ill pay the prce now, for what i should have seen,
if time could turn back its ugly hands,
you wouldn't have said goodbye at just eighteen
