Just as flowers were blooming,
My heart is dying
To know what your life was
To know what my past has.
Now flowers are pretty
Like you when you're smiling
You're as beautiful as you can be
Sadly it is no thanks to me.
Lastly, flowers have died,
Like me when I got stabbed.
'By who ?' Your going to ask.
You. Well aware that my heart was stolen.
'By who?' You're still asking.
And my answer remains still,
Y o u.