He knocks
She waves him good bye
No luck with love
She leaves him there
Freezing to cry
The ring is no good
The flowers have dried
He crawls into darkness
She leaves him there
Rotting to die
And I cry

For him his life greater
Deserves so much better
Than the past
My best friend rotting
So deap in his chest it wont last
I wont let it last

She left
Shes empty inside
No feelings for others
That she has always made cry
A bundle of letters
A box full of goods
All the past memories
Now seem so misunderstood
Better off lonely
Its said and been done
Weakness now fading
His new life is yet to become
Its begun