You leave me strumming at the veins in my wrist like they were strings on a guitar.
I can’t kill myself, I’m already dead inside.
You leave me screaming into pillows, unsatisfied.
For you I have cried.

Because of you I can’t hear a Queen song without falling to my knees and sobbing.
Everything reminds me of you,
Leaves my tired heart throbbing with pain.

All I wanted was to be your girl,
to be held in your arms as the world went by.
I just wanted the chance.
We could’ve been so good for each other.

Now you’ll never know.
Goodbye.