Soaked in petrol, her own little perfume

This pain in loving him, will end all so soon

Knowing that he was there, reading those words

She hoped it tore him up inside, she hoped it fucking hurt

He had meant the world to her, her fucking life.

But he couldn’t care, he just couldn’t care,

She takes a match and feels the flame slowly sting

She tries to remember the way it felt having him touch her skin

She never thought it’d come to this, she thought he’d always be there

She thought in her saddest times, she could rely on him to care.

She has been living within a figment of imagination.
She’s been living a fucking lie

Listen to the screams of torment as she fades away and dies.