When i talk to you all i do is cry,
when i heard your voice it makes so many tears i lose count,
i wish you could pen your eyes and see that, when i look at your picture and it makes me so sick i want to die,
you are my nightmare, and my drugs,
your the one who did this to me,
when people talk bout you just want to run home and cut,
i hate how you always do this i cant even hang with my friends anymore cause all they want to do is kill you.
they want to cause what you make me do.
