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