In my poison garden
I know my heart will harden
In my poison well
My heart will break as well
In my poison glen
My heart will count to 10
And on my poison road
My heart then shall explode
In my poison gutter
My heart will cease to flutter
And when all that is done
My poison heart goes on.
„…I never promised you a rose garden. I never promised you perfect justice . .
. and I never promised you peace of happiness…“