the clock ticks in agony
commited have i a felony?
i still wonder how and why
for to live and to die
and to never ask why
oh, my darling, it would be too much
how the night's slight shivers
and the crying of rivers
makes me churn thousand thoughts in my head
in my bed i turn over
my white sheets smell of clover
and my head is just one big big mess
how his eyes linger more
on her body, when he swore
that i'm forever eternally his
my dear opens the door
but i'm there no fucking more
i am gone, oh my dear, i am dead
how he cries for my voice
he thinks he's got a choice
no, my darling, i'm forever deaf
