She wanted something else, something different...

I lie on the pavement
Chest torn open...

When he kissed the world stopped spinning
And when he moved she heard a choir singing...

How could i forget?
how could i forget the one who would gently hold...

Fear, Sadness, and pain
fill my soul as I cry...

Loneliness is the weapon of suicide;
She brandishes it proudly, as a knight his sword...

Look in the mirror...
What do you see...

She is dead
because of my pride...

Alone, alone repeats in my head,
why cant i be dead...

Unwanted, unloved, uncared for. To leave this cold...

If you killed yourself in your room tonight
who would find you there next day...

For the lonley man we can only asume....saddness...
- for the chain smoking freak in the corner we can...