I don't want to talk anymore.

I want to die.
I want to let someone shoot me.
I don't want to cry.
No more, let me try to be happy.

I don't want you, believe me.
I thought I owed you something,
but I just need to be free
from the phone's ring.

I don't want to be a wife,
I won't again watch how you tore,
my body and soul and life.
I don't want to talk anymore.