asking what happened to the lady in black.
And it was you who put this look in my eye,
the cold hard 'fuck you'.
And it was him who finally finished the destruction
on my heart that you started.
But it was you that threw me into the depression
that inevitably leads to the chaos that makes me feel alive.
I know I'm the one that you think about, from years past,
and I suppose I'm still beautiful... but flawed.
