Would it be

the one I love

to stab me with

a hand of glove

In

the woodland night

the stars aren't bright

my destiny is grim

He's turned on me

and left me here

alone, sad and cold

Because I never

really loved

but tried to

kill the fear

Confused and lost

I turn around

to kiss whoever sees

All they want

is what's outside

so give your life away

No, wait!

It's not over til it's over,

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