how many hearts will i find
before mine stops breaking
how many more scars will i put on my arms
before i stop aching

here i stand weeping
while everyone is sleeping
atop this building i feel as if i could touch the sky
as i watch the windows pass, i start to cry

i count in my head
six-hundred three score and six
just before i hit the street

now when you come to wake you and my ghastly body will meet
i take my last breath as blood pours out my mouth

now that im gone it wont be long before you see exactly what you did to me,my love