I still remember the day they told me she is gone.
I wish I could say “I told you so” but to no avail.
To that I can only smile and say “I’v seen it all”.
She no longer loves us. When we deserved it?
One last soul I have for her but she is no longer here.
The memory becomes a dream, oh I have seen it all.
Finally they make no sence. Pray for her and slip the knife.
She turned away her eyes, be proud and stab her twice!
After all, who am I to argue, I’v seen it all.