For a moment I want you silent

Cause you don’t understand me

Never a day seems so bleak as with you

And my grave is dug by you

Step away from the blades

And cut your alcohol’s breath

I will die one day

Or leave

Whatever happens first

But before that

You need to hear me once

Rest on your tomb my dear

While I confide you my secrets

Never told before

So you can hate me at least.