When I call out your name and you just pass me by.
I feel so sad, I could sit down and cry.
What can I do to get your love?
Should I pray to God, high above?
Well, now I've prayed, what more can I do?
I guess I'll just sit here and wait for you.

While I am sitting here, being sad,
I can't stop thinking about what makes me glad.
The spark in your eyes, which could light up the skies.
Your beautiful voice, which makes angels rejoice.
The colour of your skin, which makes me want to sin.

But again I feel sad, I'm not at all glad.
'Cause I know that we, could never be, living in lover's harmony, and I could never be free, without thee.
Why the hell can't you see that our love would be, so motherfucking beautifuly.

There is only one thing left I can do,
And that my dear, is to cause pain to you.
I think the worst thing I could do would be,
To commit suicide, and dedicate it to thee.
So that's what I'll do, there's no way out,
but, I have to admit; I have my doubt.

Well, I've found a blade, I've found a vain,
I know I'm a man, I can face the pain.
Here goes it all, I am making my cut,
Oh, dear God, look at all the blood.

I'm so tired, I'm falling a sleep,
It was never my intencion to cut so deep.

I guess I know what their thoughts will be;
"That's the greatest revenge I will ever see"