I can't help what I do anymore
I find myself crying on the floor...

To Willow
Times a passing...

My love for you I cannot weaken
With distance or death...

Gonna be someone
When I finally get better...

Goodbye goodbye goodbye
Opened arms, staring as they cried...

Good morning loneliness
How are thee today...

I think I know why I feel guilty
Each and every time I lay down to sleep...

No more is there
A hand to hold...

Rope around the throat
Hands tied behind her back...

Happy birthday, sweet girl
The blade resting not far away...

The blade upon her wrist
Tears streaming down...

What has she got?
That I dont...