call

you blamed me so long for what i became
and you're right, 'cause i'm the one to blame,
but i can't stop the rain that kills me every day,
i don't feel good enough to hope or to pray.

all the pain i thought i knew turned against my will,
and now my thoughts and feelings are cold and still,
i forgot to smile and to see life in pink,
i don't know anymore what to say or think.

and your eyes still stand there,in what's left of me,
can't get you out of my broken mind,you see?
am i dying yet?if no,bring me to life,
stop the pain that got trough me like a knife.