I cry
I'll cry about you.
And you won't know who...
And I'll cry...
But all I want to do is die.
You'll see...
But it won't be me...
And you'll ignore.
As I want more.
You'll cry as he leaves
And you'll cry because he decieves...
But now you're just a simple memory
And now you're in misery...
Elegant, my friend, elegant.