I can´t deny The way Your fingers make my body shiver And that i almost did surrender To what was easy In a way But i know it´s all over It´s the last page of the book ´cause you´re the knife That cuts my wrist The open sore To where i drift And it´s the price For being weak And it´s the price But i know it´s all over It´s the last page of the book But i woun´t go And i woun´t cry ´cause you´ll be gone When i arrive And if the clouds Covers the sky Then let it happen