We're over but I can't take it
I want him to come back to me
Telling me this was all a joke
But it's not I've got to move on
I still love him though with all my heart
I thought I was over this
I thought I put my past behind me
But when I sit on my bed
My eyes blurry from the tears
I look over to that drawer
The one which can take away my pain
I take the razor in my hand and put it to my wrist
I dig it in and cut it deep
I just sit there still watching the blood drip
Drip by drip the pain begins to cease
I realize all I want is to get out of this place
My phone then starts to ring
I look at it and think oh my god its him
I think that maybe this was all a joke
That he does really love me and has just realized what hes missing
I pick it up but my heart just sinks
I hear it ripped in to two one a again
All he wants is the things of his i have back
He says that we're over
And that is the last of us
That memory never to be relived again
