I am Afraid, not of you but of me.
I am afraid of the scars that run so deep.
The scars of tears that were once shed,
Upon the wrists of sorrow; the passion of dread.
I wear my dress, the color of ebony,
To the sound of the piano as I walk out in the snow,
Walking towards the graves of you and me...
What else is there to know, but where am I to go...?
Your silence, Your silence, Your silence, Your silence...
It's killing me, so softly, so deafening.....
I'm surviving on the memory of you...
When it's heart used to be so true.
When I could hear the angels sing their choir,
They spoke to me "Dear Rose of Briar,
Oh Briar Rose why do you scream?
What happened to your dear life of dreams?"
"Nostalgia, sweet choir, for I've lost Meu Amor,
I lost to loves victory of inequitable relations,
It was supposed to be forever ore,
But somewhere along I killed your patience."
Stop me, say you wanna stop me, say you wanna stop me now,
Love me, say you wanna love me, say you wanna love me........
Before I hit the ground...
I was afraid that you were gonna leave me,
I guess I didn't believe you,
But now were dead, you left me,
No more lies just truth.
No- one can trust me now ,
I am afraid why,
I hope no- one will ever no how,
For it's the only reason why I cry.....