Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Minus One

see you walk past my grave
now I know what I meant to you
knew there was something wrong with
those words you said
you always wanted to leave but you
couldn't walk away from me

well now your dream comes true
I take this knife to me
because love left me here to die
and die will I do

Tomorrow should be better we say
when we're crying from the pain
too bad tomorrow never comes
and we sacrifice our hearts for me demise

I guess I cant complain
it was always me
I always needed to change
sooner or later
I'm just waiting

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