Little paper Where you write down your disappointments In a drawer right by your pillow All I can do is watch Little children More beautiful than heaven They run around together While I just curl up and cough There were the oak trees And they were older than I remember They are changing with the seasons And I will do the same Yeah it's over and it hurts like hell to say it But I'm churning under water What a peaceful way to go And all of the boxes That are filled with my possessions On the truck that I have hired It's outside beneath the snow I thought I'd get up and go Before anyone would know I'm a disaster I am fading from your young life I'm growing pale and ghost white With X's on my eyes I'm a Destroyer I'm burning in the starlight All I wanted then was to die But you would not let me go