I look back on our days,
With remorse and regret...

This is for you,
My one and only...

The cool midnight breeze
Full of apprehension...

I tip the bottle,
The need for the last little bit...

In the black of the night,
All that is seen...

I hold this puzzle in my hand,
This puzzle full of pain...

From the darkness of despare
And the iron grip of chaos...

It was in this room
That you confessed you love to me...

The walls are caving in,
Everything is getting smaller...

The room is so crowded,
You don't breathe fresh air...

Do you remember those days together,
We'd stay out all day and night...

The knife is sharp,
and cuts harshly...