I'm looking out the window, feeling the pain.
My tears are dropping on the windowpane,
just like outside the rain.
The rain used to wash away my sorrow,
but now i know there will be no tomorrow.
Because i saw your face when i talked to you,
Just like you had so much better things to do.
You can tell me everything you know,
But i can't tell you my sorrow, somehow.
I think of the happy days of my life, seeming far away.
Now all my days are the same....all grey.
I know this is the best thing to do,
no-one will miss me so...
I get the knife of the table,
But somehow....I don't dare.
And so i hate myself more and more.
No-one ever understud me
and i know that some day, i'll do it..
Left alone in the coldness of this world..