One, two, three, four

One, two, three, four
The day will end soon
Tomorrow will be a new day
A day of no previous suprises or faults

But everyone will remember
My demons will cast shadows
I will never be the same again
And never will the new days that come

I am marked by all my mistakes
Branded to the bone
I've lost all dear to me
For all dear to me don't want to be near

I'd put my heart on the high shelves
But those shelves have ben burned and destroyed
All that is left of me is a stool and a rope
I have use for each

One rope around my neck
Two breaths to take
Three tiny steps off a stool
Not four people to care