The cold winds blow
The good times go
Can I ever escape from this pain,
From sadness's evil reign?
I'm drowning in my sorrows
Knowing there will be no tomorrow
Am I the reason I ended up like this?
I just want to live in happiness and bliss.
Is that to much to ask for?
If so god get ready because I'm knocking at your door
I am to live with this horrible fate
I don't deserve it, there is no debate
I won't make it through the rest of today
So I shall go get the gun, there shall be no delay
When I put this gleaming gun to my head
I promise you I will be dead
For I know there is no escape
My life is already gone; it is to late.