Murdered lovers. Song.

I said  I’m sorry for being who I am
But I didn’t start this.
Begin or create it.
Yeah.
I said I’m sorry for giving in
To those feelings that I have
But hell if I’m letting go now.

What?
(What)
Did you want me to do?
I tried and so did you.
I tried, but you didn’t try, to.

So far, I’m still grieving…
Over the death
I’m still reviving
Her last fake smile.
Her last big, chance.
To make a change…
In what she started.
I feel so deranged.
I feel so,
Oh cold…

So here I am
And there your going
To the place
Where it’s always snowing.
But we still burn
In all his fire
But did he, learn?
Not to act off, desire.
Lust for you.
Oh…

What?
(What)
Did you want me to do?
I tried and so did you.
I tried, but you didn’t try, to.

So far, I’m still grieving…
Over the death
Nothings, relieving of this…
No…

I, cry, I scream su-i-cide…
You, died, in line…
For a stranger…
Miss behaving…
On lust for you.

I cry, over a lost, lover.
Hell, I should have died.
(yell and I cry)
I would have died…
For you…
Would you die, to?
Well, of course not- why did expect you?
I’d give up, everything I have…
To see, your face, again…
Lost friends…
And murdered lovers…