My path is dark
My motives unclear...

Silly me for thinking
You'd actually even care...

I loved you once
But that time is gone...

Your voice is all so distant
Like some kind of far away land...

As I lie awake and cry
I'll be thinking of you my dear...

Take the hurt
Take the pain...

One drop, two drops, three drops, four
Five drops, six drops, seven drops more...

I have no will to live
If it means living...

My eyes are sore
So I keep them shut...

People ask me why I still love you
I think that is the Golden Question...

My head begins to throb
With cold, hard anticipation...

My world has turned a ghostly shade of gray
It all happened so fast to my dismay...