Lets go back to the night you took my life
Murdered me, killed me, with that knife...

The problem with a rose is that it dies
the petals fall, it shrivels up and dries...

Go away, f**k off and don't return
And if you do ill make sure you burn...

You don't die from a broken heart
you only wish you did...

Hush little baby don't you cry
I know you must be asking yourself why...

Plunge the knife
twist it round...

I know you're there
but I don't know where...

My heart had searched with every beat
for love aflame with fiery heat...

Together as a couple on the beach
All their dreams within their reach...

The other night
i tried to go on this site...

You never f**king listen
You never f**king care...

I lay awake trying not to think of you
I'm drowning in my thoughts as I always do...