all alone, i sit here and cry
wishing i could end this and die
bottles of pills, and a bloddy knife
visions passed through my mind

i realized then that i cant die
i cant cry
i still have something to live for
i still have someone to love

you are the one that kept me alive
i hoped that one day i would be right
that me and you were meant to be
and we would live in harmony

but its me and not you, who fell in love that night
i was hit by cupids dart, i wasnt right
me and you werent meant to be
and we will never live in harmony

all alone i sit here and cry
wishing i could end this and die
bottles of pills and a bloddy knife
all my visions became reality

as i lay alone in my grave
i think as i slowly drift away
thats why they call it a dream.....
because it will never become reality
 
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