I think you call it the truth
When you lied about the boot
Now thanks to you I'm suffering
Dumb ass what the fuck do you think I mean
I really hate you!
The feelings that went though my head
That one thing I can't get back
But thanks to you I know
I have that still picture in my head
Of how cold a cruel it looked
To see it Laying there
Knees cold
Face lifeless
Lips purple
Soul gone
In my mind I though that should be you
Not her laying in that bed
So thank you
I think you call it the truth when you pronounced her dead !