Things to remember
things to forget,
this thing you will remember,
this thing you will regret.
watching me fade away
my body will not mend
Il be dead and gone
For you the pain wont end.
take my own life
so you can ruin it no more
stand on a box,
walk in the direction of the floor
hanging rag doll
brusied and battered
yes this note is for you
but do not feel flattered
too late to start explaining
in my mind it was always raining