The Knife

I hang up the phone
and my eyes cloud up; i'm alone
suddenly full of tears
never have i felt this fear

i know you are safe
but all alone in that place
all because you let that knife
control your life

i don't blame you
you needed a way through
i hate him for what he's done
i hate him for what you've become

he did this to you
he made you feel the way you do
i'm so sorry you want to die
i just wish i was there when you cry

i'm so sorry he made your life
a living hell so much that you chose the knife