You think I am happy
Hah! You fool...

Some nights, or rather, every night
When the clock's hand slides past seven...

Sitting here wondering what to do
I never thought I would be so lost without you...

So wrapped up in memories of a year's past
I knew it would happen but not for it to last...

I have just cried my first crimson tears
My life has succumbed to what I feared...

When we were young the world was so kind
There were good people and bad people...

Several empty bottles lay by my side
Because I want nothing more than to die...

You don’t have to care, it’s OK
Even though I need someone at night...

Silently peering beyond the soft cloud lifting my...
Down the golden road that leads under my bed...

I know I shouldn’t, but I still swallow...
I do it to feel chill, to make my violent world...

Drifting in and out
Of my silent reverie...

She’s so loud and outgoing
When she’s talking about what she loves...