To die is one thing that she craves
Her last remaining will...

My hands are bound behind my back
My wrists are now red raw...

Tired of all the arguments
Sick of all the fights...

Find a place to keep my heart
I do not want to die...

Here we are now, all alone
Huddled to our pride...

Remembering the times of old
Don't go there again...

Burn the candle to the wick
fleeting demons make me sick...

Life is one more road to walk
Another rope to cross...

Love me tender, love me strong
say you've loved me all along...

Love has twisted all my truth's
and minimized my lies...

I see you standing by yourself
a tear falls from your eye...

Blood is dripping down my hand
The wounds are not skin deep...