That one day, we'll call it the end, that's what it really was
Where the tip met the flame, when her skin met the amber.
I wouldn't of known why, but she had taught me well
Maybe i shouldn't of asked, maybe life would've been easier.

Distractions thrown my way, i saw past it all
I saw the man who was the cause, climbing over the wall.
Running from troubles he had brought on to us himself
Just another piece of junk she had found on the bargain shelf.

I always loved her and I always will, its him I still want dead
If only i had the will, I would've killed him as i played it over many times in my head.
He ran away so far and fast that he took her soul with him,
Consoling wasn't enough, to heal us from that one night that changed everything.

Night and day, go or stay?
seems another week has passed
A shot, a drink, a needle in her veins
seems another month she lasts

Never ceasing, to try her best
everything stays the same
The shot, the drink, the pain of love itself
outweighs the amount of time her little heart had sustained

Her son, the picture of the key
unlocking the door to her soul
The small hand that holds her back, while she travels down the dead end road
still she holds, still she keeps, still she tries, for me.