How could you do this to me?
Now see how mean I can be.
My heart was gold; now it's getting old.
Who knew you could be that cold.
My eyes through pain grow wetter.
Now I know I deserve better.
But I'm standing here.
In front of my mirror.
Close by you I feel complete.
Without I feel defeat.
Your voice in my head.
I know now I'm beyond dead.
And I can tell.
I'm now in hell.
