Death's Sweet Touch

You say you love me,
but i know you lie,
so as i write this i let out a sigh,
I have fiund the truth and must now say goodbye.

I used to love you,
but apperently it wasn't true.
My now gray skies were never really blue,
so heres the farewell from me to you.

You'll never know me for who i am,
you took ny feelings on a joy-ride,
you whore i'm not a transam!

So i'll slit my wrist,
and go to my mistress,
who'll always love me,
you probaly know her,
maybe even met her?

But now i know i'll succeed.
Her name is death.....
and she longs for me.....