• I'm tired of being alone.
    We would talk all night on the phone.
    But now you're just skin and bone.

    You never had a chance to live.
    Your love was all you had to give.
    But no one wanted it.
    And you fell into your holding pit.
    Never to be seen again.

    But I must confess.
    Wrong people have been under arrest.
    It was all a con.
    And I'm the one who should have gone.

    Your life was short.
    And you've always been a good sport.
    You never said a word about what I did.
    But your body just had to be hid.

    I feel no guilt.
    On top of you stress was always built.
    It had to stop.
    So I just wanted to help.
    Your cries did no good.