You are aint a winner
You take the prize and leave...

Read it good and please dont get me wrong
Im sorry I didnt lie about loving you...

Through light and fire
My hate will enter your love...

She was sixteen when she said goodbye
He was so cursed about the words...

Before I knew you I was
Scared that I would die alone...

Im sorry that I didnt help you as much as I could
I didnt even reconized it what he did to you...

Im sorry that Id ever met you
I dont know what I would do without you...

Hmm I do know myself
And most of the time I do understand myself...

From here till now Im waiting for
Someone to take me high...

Datum that I wrote this: 14 november 2008
Last night after I called...

I was alone and all by myself
I didnt new anyone at school...

These are the last words I have to say to you
All though I may not talk to you...