Theres a girl coming over and shes spending the night
But I know when I see her I will see only darkness
Because its only with you that I have ever found light
I dont know why I continue to ryme and write
Because I know you'll never read again
I guess its to keep my mind occupied or my blood flowing
But I'm dead, and to be honest I don't want this bitch in my bed
I don't want to wake up next to anyone but you
But its not an option anymore its reality
I no longer have a choice in the matter
And I no longer have a voice in the matter
You've chosen what you want to do
And I'm left to live or die
Which ever it will be it will be alone
so I guess its pointless to cry