I can ́t deny The way Your fingers make my body shiver And that i almost did surrender To what was easy In a way But i know it ́s all over It ́s the last page of the book ́cause you ́re the knife That cuts my wrist The open sore To where i drift And it ́s the price For being weak And it ́s the price But i know it ́s all over It ́s the last page of the book But i woun ́t go And i woun ́t cry ́cause you ́ll be gone When i arrive And if the clouds Covers the sky Then let it happen