The Burn In My Heart

The burn of a razor doesn't compare,
To the burn in my heart,
That you case so well,
I try to repress my thoughts.

Emotional pain,
It just runs too deep,
All your abuse,
Makes me fell like I can't breathe.

I hope you go away,
And never come back,
I wouldn't lose an ounce of sleep,
In fact I would be glad.

You broke my heart and it's killing me,
I'm sick of listening to you,
So I packed my bags and ran away,
Soon enough I will be free.