I arrive home... I go upstairs... I'm feeling dizzy... I came all the way home without saying or even feeling anything... I take my shirt off and I keep the skirt and the shoes... I turn on the shower, and I fill the bathtub, the water isn't hot... But it's not cold either... I start crying and I feel my tears running down my face... He used to say I'm pretty when I cry... I go into the bathtub...
All my friends told me I should move on, I'm lying here singing his song...
And there's no remedy for memory his face is like a melody... It won't leave my head... His soul is haunting me and telling me that everything is fine... But I wish I was dead...
My eyeliner was all blurred... I get off the bathtub and take off the wet clothes that I was still wearing and then I put on his shirt... It smells like him... I can't believe he did this to me... He's a motherfucker, but I love him... I'm so stupid... I smoked a cigarette took two pills and then I go to sleep.
