I leave the gas on, walk the alleys in the dark, sleep with candels burning, leave the door unlocked. I'm weaving a rope and running all the red lights. Did I get your attention, because I'm sending all the signs...That the clocking is ticking fnd I'll be giving my two weeks, pick your favorite shade of black, you'd best prepare a speech....Say something funny, something sweet, but don't say that you loved me

Maybe I was too pale, maybe I was too fat, maybe you had better, better luck in the sack...No formal education and I swore way too much, dut I swear you didn't care, because we were in love...

So as I write this letter and shed my last tear. It's all for the better, that we end this year. Let's close this chapter say one last prayer, but don't say that you loved me........................................