Words of a Blue Flame
I'm sorry that I never did things right
I tried so hard, but blinded was my sight
By the thought that everything would be okay
But I see it now and words cannot say...
But now I'm sitting here and now I know
You didn't have to even tell me so
I figured it out on my own and I
Won't make up excuses. I may cry
But I'm sure it's for the best
If I give my heart some rest
From this constant awful stress
Of feelings I should not express.
If this is how it has to be
Then heart, please break inside of me
And let me die, and in the moments of my
Final time -- I do not care now. Let me die.