GOODBYE

My lover

my friend

my pianist...

you never said you loved me

until you stuck the knife

'I love you, I love you, I love you'...

another turn of the knife

again another "I love you"...

while I was losing my life

Will you be my lover no more?

I'm Ill thinking, suffering and bleeding

You won't feed on my blood 'till I die

You won't feed on the tears you can't shed..

it's a matter of life and of death

have I no choice but to tell you 'goodbye'?