Little paper
Where you write down your disappointments
In a drawer right by your pillow
All I can do is watch
Little children
More beautiful than heaven
They run around together
While I just curl up and cough
There were the oak trees
And they were older than I remember
They are changing with the seasons
And I will do the same
Yeah it's over and it hurts like hell to say it
But I'm churning under water
What a peaceful way to go
And all of the boxes
That are filled with my possessions
On the truck that I have hired
It's outside beneath the snow
I thought I'd get up and go
Before anyone would know
I'm a disaster
I am fading from your young life
I'm growing pale and ghost white
With X's on my eyes
I'm a Destroyer
I'm burning in the starlight
All I wanted then was to die
But you would not let me go
