Dear my friend, who doesn't like me, Or does like not love; not hard to believe, I've got some news, that's pretty damn bad, A sure shot way, to make me sad. So don't look down, the stairwell tonight, You might see something, that you don't like, You might see my heart, shattered on the floor, And my bloody message, scrawled across the walls. I really did like you, but you didn't care, Let's see how you cope, now that I'm not there, It may not seem like it, but I didn't do this, There's a hidden message, find out where it is. Find my killer, and get my revenge, I know who it was, we were only friends, You may not remember, but I swear it's true, The one who killed me tonight... ...Was you.