Burned

Something is burning my skin
How is that possible if my skin is so cold
I feel it burning inside
All the flames feeding themselves
licking my veins
and consuming my blood
soon it will be nothing left
fears and tears don't matter anymore
the end is near
I can see it clear
I'll save my last breath
for you as a gift
for all the pain you put me trough
I wish you well
now that I'm in hell
grab a string of my hair
and plant me a vine
'cause my soul will be forever mine
waiting for you to realize
that I was right
that time might
be the worse
'cause now you can't go back on that horse
you made me hurt fot nothing
the love I felt
is closed in my shell
now you're alone
you're pain will be bigger than mine
don't worry I will plant you a vine.