Her words are like the knives she uses,
Yelling so viciously at me like I'm nothing,
She tore out, from my chest, my bleeding heart,
I loved her, but now she hates me,
Just because I tried to save her from death,
Just because I didn't want a new start.
I tried to help her, unknowingly, secretly,
In turn, I loose her, maybe forever,
Why did I have to care so much?
Why did I have to worry so much over her?
Explain why I'm crying,
She's the one killing herself, breaking me,
I know she doesn't care anymore,
With what I did, will she ever see?
The real thing, she wants revenge,
I took away her freedom of addiction,
Maybe I'm the one who should rot in Hell,
Maybe she's the one who needs glasses,
Maybe we're both the ones who need help,
But I tried to save her with what I could tell.
Her face, so angry when she yelled at me,
How I wished things turned out differently,
Is my opinion that blurred?
Or is she not seeing clearly?
I guess I just really miss her,
Will I ever get over this problem?
Or will I just be set aside and left alone?
And will I ever feel anything besides the numb?
Things were destined to change,
I knew as soon as you told me,
The blade was becoming your best friend,
You need to break this habit, this addiction,
I cared, so I got you help,
Looks like it really was the end.
