I remember that dreadful night, The night you decided to
leave me. You left me red roses, Their thorns pricked my heart:
My heart started bleeding, Blood the darkest shade of betrayal.
Their petals started to fall: My glossy eyes begin to leak
pain, Pain that was wild and true. Their leaves where
dark and small: Dark and small like the corner I cried in, Crying
and hiding from you. All together, a rose is beautiful, You told
me I was beautiful, And that you loved me. Giving me roses as you
left. Why did you leave me?