In January trees are all snow-white
If I'd say so am I - I would lie
new year's day is too cold
And all I wanna do is be alone
Days go by and [bad [bad word] 
Who would give me one bullet and a gun

I think my [bad word] in march
Sweet death [bad word] in march

In April you may shed one tear for me
In May I'm nothing but a name in your history
In June flowers will wither on my grave
And that was my meaningless life -- hey hey

I think my [bad word] in march
Sweet death [bad word] in march