Psyco Killer

Darkest Days,
And Coldest Nights,
Through the tears,
Through the fights,

I was with you then and now,
The pain won't seem to ease somehow.

You'd hit me, and all I'd really do,
Was sit around, and dream of you.
What I wanted was to be by your side, Even though you'd sometimes hide...

I'd sit outside your window,
All through day and night...

All I wanted was your love...

Now, I'll use this knife..©

(They use to be lovers, now ones dead..the question is...wich one?)