Is it true?
What you said?
Do you remember--
The cold november

For me you would die
For you I would cry
To live after you
Nothing I can do

Dying by your hands
Sweet protector
Blood in your eyes
Rage at my demise

But you saw it all
Saw me crumble
Saw me fall

How you must loath
My definition of you
You are the liar
And a thief in dire
need of salvation
From your dirty deed

But it was nothing
To you but a word
But this tear is mine
The only thing mine

No longer crying
Simply dying
For you to understand
Life's horrid little plan

For the living to die
And the weak to cry

That's what I am to you
The tear you always kept
But never cared to see
The weakness in me
Was also the weakness in you