She lived a life of solitude.
She lived a life of chains...

This was written about my ex... it's a long story...
Years of watching, waiting...

A phone call nearing midnight
awoke him from his sleep...

Alone in the cemetery,
he placed a flower on her grave...

With a gun to my head,
will you answer me this...

Those are some wicked words you use to hurt,
and those decadent taunts with which you flirt...

[C]limb up on that stage. It'ds opening night of...
[O]ff. You can't afford to make any mistakes...

Living in a world like this,
is it really a surprise...

Running through intensive care,
my legs felt frail and weak...

With a gun to my head,
will you answer me this...