No Flowers on Your Grave

I need so badly what I can never have
A wicked hand holds happiness far from my reach
So tired of hanging onto
Someone obsess with running away
Losing grip, no will to live
My heart slows, I’m growing cold
I came to know you, I grew to love you
I felt safety in your arms
You always told me that you cared
But you walked away so easily
And it left me wondering where were you?
Where were you when I hung my head and cried?
Where were you when I tried to die?
And where will you be when I fall to my knees?
Where will you be when everything falls apart?
There’ll be no flowers on your grave
Dead to me