It's Not Helping

What do you expect from a story not written by your own pen I can assure you there will be no warning and no happy end Where will we go, were will we go It is crystal clear that this road leads to nowhere You will crash my dear and it's not that I don't care Take a walk through your garden, you know as good as I That these flowers will die, these flowers you called your life These flowers now called your demise It is crystal clear that this road leads to nowhere You will crash my dear and it's not that I don't care I'll be there, if you really need me I'll be there, I'm not afraid I'll be there, if you really need me I'll be there, I'm not afraid I'll be there, I'll be there This misery is devouring me This misery is eating me alive Let me please strive and straw Through your backyard To be sure you're still alive I'll be there, if you really need me I'll be there, I'm not afraid I'll be there, I'm not afraid I'll be there, I'll be there