Your name I cannot speak,
for it will make me cry.
Those thoughts I cannot think,
they make me want to die.

These boys I do not love,
simply because they are not you.
Now that you are gone,
I don't know what I'll do.

I still love you with all my heart,
still love you with my life!
But ever since you left,
I've found salvation in a knife.

My arms are marked with sorrow,
my wrists marked with pain.
This constant craving for you,
if driving me insain.

I'm sorry you don't love me,
and that we had to say good-bye.
But most of all I'm sorry,
that without you I need to cry.