I'm sorry for all I put you through.
It hurts to say there's nothing I can do.
I played with fire and got myself burned
My ashes now gather around my hearts yearn.
You were always the one who cared.
But on my darkest night, you weren't there.
I really thought I could count on you.
But I should've known it was to good to be true.
Sooner or later I'm going to be gone.
And I don't want to end this feeling so wrong.
I've kept the yellow rose from when you hurt me.
I would like to give it back so you will see.
So you know I'm sorry for what I did.
Well I guess this is the end.
