drowned in this sadness, by your very hands.
burning the flesh off my bones
from the hell that I am.

extinguish the flames to revive me again
to drag me back just because you can.
the hour grows old, night turns to day
as you look for another way
to get me to stay.

I crowned you with gold
your heart is harder than stone
yet while you hurt me so much
I miss you when you’re gone.