Skulls, thorns, and death
coke, crystal, meth...

The most i put up with you
what hurt most was the things you threw...

Now it's all done and over with
our story now is just a myth...

With this paper and this pen
I'll tell you how my life has been...

Once upon a bloody day
when all the colors turned to gray...

I gave you a chance
i gave you my trust...

My eyes start to water
whenever you go out the door...

I'm ready to leave
I'm ready to die...

My love will probably
never return to me...

This feeling for him
stays inside of me...

My feelings for him
grew and grew...

I can't wait to get home
go in my corner where I lay...