I left you there where you left me
Confused and standing in the rain
Locked up the pain in ebony
Hid your soul deep in its grain

I laid you there
    In a coffin spun of blinders
Burned myself pure
    So your love left no reminders

I thought I could forget the pride
The whole of which we both were part
I thought I could forget the pulse
The last convulsing of your heart

Everything worthwhile that night, I held within my hands.
I may have been a child then, but now I understand.

I won't sleep at night
    And the days will only get harder
You may have died two years ago
    But I remain your martyr

back to the highway that never ends