I can't believe I trusted you;

I can't believe you lied.

I can't believe I loved till

On your shoulder I cried.

Now it doesn't matter,

we've gone our seperate ways,

For good, and now I'm finally free

For the rest of my days.

You took me for adventage;

You brought me down to dirt.

You'll never know just what you've done

And how much it did hurt.

You think I'm mad at you because

You didn't sit by me?

It goes much, much deeper than that,

But you'll never be able to see.

For me, right now, I'm just trying

To survive awhile.

I dream of being free of life;

Of dying with a smile.

You think you know the colour of death?

Well, get this through your head:

I've seen it very closely,

And that colour, it is RED.

My eyes were red that day

That you pushed me to the edge;

My dreams were red that night

When I finally went to bed.

My pick was red for every song

I wrote on my guitar

For what you've done, how you've acted,

Everything you are.

My vision is red, thanks to you,

Cause all that I can see,

Is the bad in people, not the good,

And same when I look at me.

Inside me, my body, my mind;

Everything is red.

So red is the screaming

That I hear inside my head.

All light is red to me,

And as much as I love Him,

Jesus (the way, the truth, the light)

Shines red without, within,
Hell is red, firing, flaming

It's pretty much where I am.

Of course, YOU wouldn't be surprised

Since you're so certain I'll be damned.

The sky is red when I will fade,

Sinking into the glare;

My blood is red when I'll give up

And suddenly, again you'll care,

Because that's what you do.

I don't care whom I have killed,

Because what all your friends did say:

That I'm just milk that's spilled.

And there's no use crying over spilled milk, right?