I told you that if you didn't care about yourself I cared enough for two.
When you told me you didn't love, I told you it was okay I loved us both enough for me and you.
All this pain and misery you put me through
But this last trial, see this one here... the flirting and the cheating and the lying that was below.
I knew everything was too good to be true.
It hurt me in more ways than this pens ink can hold.
I know you're in pain and you're suffering too.
I can see it in your eyes and I can tell the spirits have gotten to you.
I can smell them on your breath and in the air that's surrounds, Isabella's not dead she is all around in...