I didn't like the sound you made when you died.

I didn't like the sound you made when you died.

How self - involved am I?

And you really did die,

In front of my eyes I can't take it out of my mind

I didn't like the sound you made when you died.

It rings on my ear,

If I could I would just make it disappear;

The last of your tears.

Your eyes told me you wished someday I could feel the same

And I would if I could just stop hearing this ring,

If not I am afraid it might wake me when I meet my final fate.

I will remember your name

It follows me places I didn't know existed

This name might just take me to an unwanted end.

Why? Why do you have to haunt me in your death?

All I said was; You deserve it better.

You were sick for so long you were unrecognizable,

And I know I don't mind

But your absense made a hole I can't fill,

And it hurt me so much I started to write again.

I tried to act like life was worth living in.

And no one cares they all thought you were just an empty bed,