Verse 1

A speck of blood on my wedding gown,

Dead flowers in hand, see me walking down

The aisle to where your coffin's lying.

Nobody gets why I'm not crying.

Chorus

Nobody, can understand.

I killed you, with my bare hands,

Placed a cross, across your chest,

Kissed goodbye, it's for the best.

Verse 2

A trop of tear on the blank paper,

For years I watched my own flesh taper,

Stung by you, snide little aboma.

Now I'm waking up from my coma.

Chorus

Nobody, can understand.

I killed you, with my bare hands,

Placed a cross, across your chest,

Kissed goodbye, it's for the best.

Bridge

It was such a waste,

The horror of being denied

Food for life, I cried and cried,

And then I made up a plan.

I killed you, with my bare hands.

Chorus

Nobody, can understand.

I killed you, with my bare hands,

Placed a cross, across your chest,

Kissed goodbye, it's for the best.

A/N: Goth rock is a new genre for me. It's a little dark and scary for my tastes, but I like to challenge my writing capabilities by getting out of my comfort zone :) This song is metaphorical, about my anorexia, which I recovered from :)