A DOZEN BLACK ROSES HALF OF THEM DEAD

How did it come to this?
This isn’t what I really wanna say
Not a word can capture the feeling
I guess that’s why we don’t even talk

I used to hate you
I used to love you
I don’t care anymore
You’re a waste of my emotions
How can we fight for so long?
I can’t even remember anymore
What we’re fighting for
Let alone why

Now I’m at the end of our garden
In our wake,
A dozen black roses
Half of them dead

I’ll leave now
And when we meet again
Blood stains on my hands
I know you like to see me in pain
But this will be your blood
I died just so you could live
I’ll kill you just coz I can
Call it even!