When you hear me
Youre supposed to...

You came back to me
Telling you were wrong...

I think it is nice to have some bad comments
and with bad I mean the comments of one particular...

How do I get over this
How can I forget what you have done...

Listening to music written and song by the heart
It makes me think of my funeral...

This is going to be my
Last goodbye note...

When love turns into hate
You are begging me to come back...

What the f. am I doing here
One lousy therapy a day...

My trust is always been
Used for bad actions...

Every day when you are not here
Remember that I will cry myself to sleep...

Losing you is painful
Own joy comes last...

How could I do this?
Telling you this is the end...