Mist fills the air around us

An eerie sound drifts inside your head

I float above the gravestone

That marks where we last met

And, yet, you still have the nerve

To ask me

How I died

It all began three years ago

When you and I first met and

I thought that you were the one

I believed that it was ment to be

That both of us could clearly see

The love between both you and me

But soon, I had realized

That I had not opened my eyes

To see the real you beneath that shallow shell

Mist fills the air around us

An eerie sound drifts inside your head

I float above the gravestone

That marks where we last met

And, yet, you still have the nerve

To ask me

How I died

It all turned wrong two years ago

As I began to walk home from school

I saw you in a dark alley,

With that tramp from history

It was then that I had realized

That you were not

Who I thought you could have been

Mist fills the air around us

An eerie sound drifts inside your head

I float above the gravestone

That marks where we last met

And, yet, you still have the nerve

To ask me

How I died

A year before this tragic day

Though it only seems like yesterday,

You and I had walked

Hand in hand down the street

You walked me into a dark alley

You told me to wait for you

And you left me all alone

I was blindfolded, so I could not see

That you were standing next to me,

Your cold hands grabbed my throat

And stabbed a knife through my heart

So I died in your hands,

And while you laughed at me,

Calling me pathetic and weak,

I cried for you,

Feeling sorry for you to be like this

So you are the reason I died!

So my ghostly hand appears on your shoulder

And I look into your eyes,

Though you cannot see me,

I can see you

And all I have to say,

Is that you, my friend,

Are the reason I died

Mist fills the air around us

An eerie sound drifts inside your head

I float above the gravestone

That marks where we last met

And, yet, you still have the nerve

To ask me

How I died

How I died