I don't care if you're driving her home tonight,
I don't care....
And even if you're happy as you're saying,
Even tough I know you're lying,
Everything of that is killing me...
Tomorrow when I'll be gone,
Everything will be clear to you.
On that day I'll be done,
And you will know the truth.
When you'll come to my silent wake,
you would wonder why did my heart brake.
I'll be in that black dress,
That I wore the night we met,
And my body will be cold,
even tough I'm not old.
When you'll see me in that coffin,
you will know my life came to its end,
just because of you...
But still, nobody would know,
and no one would ever blame you....
