paroles de chanson R.I.P. - Elita

Am I suppose to say thank you
For all of the pain
That you caused in my life
Like it's some sort of game?
I guess I miss you, but
I guess I wished this on you
Is this suppose to be some sort of relief?
I think you got lost in your fucked up beliefs
I remember how you used to be
You told me that you loved me
Now I'm crying in my bedroom
Ghostly shadows of you loom
Final words carved into headstone
Now I know something you don't