Pale and Cold

We walk in the room. We see that your not breathing.
They say they loved you. But even now that your gone.
You and me both know they're lying though their fake ass tears.
They called you a whore behind your back. They didnt think you knew.
You lay there pale and cold. I know its so wrong.
My tears drop off my cheek. They stand there just staring.
They were always jealous of your beauitiful smile and your untouchable body.
They would have never expected this to come.