If I had a drop of blood for every tear I'd ever shed
If I mixed them all together
I'd drown in my own tears and blood
He holds me close
And thinks of ways to make me smile
Even though I'm crying now
I know he tries
I feel the pain
It grows inside me
The darkness strangling my soul
I see the Ipod headphones
Seeing only a way to strangle myself
I see the flag
Seeing only an object to stab my self with
I see the paper clip
Seeing only the sharpness
I see the laptop now
To write my words of sorrow
