As you lay in the night you sit up and think what have I done?
You lay there and cry fast in the night
You think why did I have to do it?
You look at your hands and see the dry blood on your hands
You think should," should I run way?"
You see her lay in the corner with the shot to the head
You know you did it but not sure why
You think again and remember why she is dead
She lied and tried to hide from you again and again
Cam looked over his shoulder and saw Claire dead