I feel this bleeding in my mind
a nervous itch in my brain...

Disquieted calls for help
cowering in the corner...

Do I love you
if I turn my back on you...

I still can't believe it happened
it's hard to swallow...

A garden of black roses
waiting to bloom...

So now I'm gone
and so many new problems have risen...

I'm letting go of pain
letting go of my past...

So you slice your wrists
think the doors you open...

My mind and heart
battle against each other...

Suddenly all became clear,
I don't care...

So I'm happy with the present
an all new beginning...

I still miss him
and I hate myself for it...