I can t deny
The way
Your fingers make my body shiver
And that i almost did surrender
To what was easy
In a way

But i know it s all over
It s the last page of the book

cause you re the knife
That cuts my wrist
The open sore
To where i drift
And it s the price
For being weak
And it s the price

But i know it s all over
It s the last page of the book

But i woun t go
And i woun t cry
cause you ll be gone
When i arrive
And if the clouds
Covers the sky
Then let it happen