All these secrets I keep
All these tears that I weep...

Her love was his angel
Her tear was his rain...

Burn it in my head
carve it on my sleeve...

You may be gone
but your memorys here...

Slide this knife
Across my wrist...

I'll hold your head under for you
and you'll suffocate on all that we knew...

No one even cares
cause I'm to far away...

In this dark house
on the blackest street...

I'm waiting for a dream
thats never coming true...

I held her hand in the snow as we slowly froze to...
the distant light was consumed in the darkness...