I know its not time to say goodbye yet
but the hor clock has turned...

Cut my life
Like a puppets strings...

Gone but not forgotten is the way you remain
Canâ??t stand waking up everyday...

I lie here in the dark
starin into bliss...

My live seems like pure bliss
everything fits in...

Why do I feel this way
So empty and incomplete...

Sitting here alone thinking things through
Trying to convince myself that I dont need you...

What do you say to the worlds greatest
The wonderful man...

I love you
The three most misused words on this earth...

You dont realize how much you hurt me
But its my fault after all...

For once I thought I made the right choice
You where different...

Feel free to call me idiotic
Moronic, mentally stunted or thick...