Between the snow falling
On the Spring ground
Melting
I look at the crystals
Fade away
Ever since she left
I’ve been crying cold tears
Standing outside the house
It’ll never be a home again
Not in 100 years
These tears that are falling
With no one here to catch them
I am alone for the rest of my time
Here on earth
Living with myself
Shouldn’t be a curse
But she thought it was
So why not me
Why not me
I am stain upon her soul
I am a bad memory
I am someone she would rather
Never have met
And now she is free
Why not me
Because instead
I am a curse
A curse
She cannot take any more
And won’t look back
I can’t look forward
I might as well
Be dead
