And my eyes cry blood now...
They ran out of tears a life time ago...
The sun has set - death is upon us...
And I want to fly free like a black crow...
You shattered my soul into pieces...
You practically hung my noose to the tree...
However upset I am, I want to thank you...
Because whilst I'm hurt, I've been set free...
I'll wear my mask of happiness...
And hope you never work out that its a fake...
And I want you to know that I dont hate you...
But think of you as my favourite mistake...