Would you cry

If i were to die

By the time it was sun rise

Would the pain in my heart fade

If i took a pill, a strong will against my name

 

Does it matter at this point

To live or to die

When your heart aches

Causing morbid take

Does it rain for a reason

Is my love stained for the season

To live or to die?

Why is my freedom such a ride?

 

Does the taste on my tongue fade

Because there isn’t a single care being made

 

Will i get better in the future

Does my heart ache in the withholds of my suitors

Does he want me?

Or does he want what I can give

Why do I give anyway?

Why do I give all the way

Why do I give me away