Why am I still holding on You already left me before I realised you were gone You made my heart a personal hell And left me there alone to burn
I cried so hard during the nights, I felt my heart searching for the light Maybe at the end of the tunnel, right before that bend It will be there for me, looking so bright
I hope you die and crash and burn And then i'd laugh 'cos now it's your turn A sight it would be to watch you cry 'Cos baby, your sorrow is now my fun
Immense sadness leads to sadism.... the aftermath of a broken heart is emptiness,...emptiness that breeds within itself a monster.