In january trees are all snow-white If I'd say so am I, I would lie A new year's day is too cold And all I wanna do is be alone Days go by and february comes Who would give me one bullet and a gun I think my time comes in march Sweet death comes 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 time comes in march Sweet death comes in march