Some kind of rule…

I am strong
And I must have been too wrong
To pick up every broken shard,
To dig it deep into my heart
And get all bloody scarred.

I apologise,
For the minute it came in disguise
And I wasn't there to guard,
But I can't regret all the time
'Cause it makes my life so hard.

Living,
Who can ever cheat when it comes to an end?
But then why we try to make amend
When it comes to let a lover go,
Someone I loved and knew well so?

Living,
Gets why so hard when its a rule
To loose someone like You?
Gets why so tough to move on
In life, without love and You?

Why didn't You wait at all?
Why wasn't I there too?
Why am I the one to cry?
Why are You the one to die?
Tell me why...! ! !

Now please!
I must be strong
'Cause I can't afford to be wrong
I'll pick up every broken shard
I'll try to fix my shattered heart
That's all bloody scarred

I despise,
The cursed minute, it came in disguise
Myself, for not have been there to guard
And I still regret this all the time
'Cause it hits me really hard

Living,
Will, I guess, never be the same again
No, really. Not because of... the pain...
But how will I give someone else
The place where I keep You?

Living,
With a stranger and a wedding band,
In my finger thats still in Your hand?
Please! I don't another man!
'Cause I have You, love You and-

But... No wait!
I realise,
That the minute it came in disguise
It killed You, sinking me in blood's pool.
But I guess, that was the rule.
It must have been,
Some Kind of Rule...