these times of life have turned deadly grey
the color of death and short pass away
it's hard I know but still I will try
you're not here and I'm crying!

So I sit here in my room
thinking my way out of this mess
and I know I am alone

Right, things just aren't right! right?

Oh how I feel betrayed
your precious life was taken away
now I know what it's like to have a knife stabbed in my heart!
your picture still placed in the frame
I got you for your last birthday!
how can I live, I don't know
but my heart needs to beat and go on!