I don't know what I did to you
To make you say the things you do
I'm tired of trying to be your friend
Doesn't matter in the end
The things you say hurt so much
But as usual the wounds you can not touch
They say I'm exaggerating I'm over the top
That i should let the problem drop
If i stop you'll keep on
Until all of me is gone
The pain is real but you can't see
No one can see what its like to be me
I'll do what they say "Pretend he's gone"
knowing inside I'm doing wrong...
Or am I, Go i don't even know
Someone tell me where to go
I think I'll lay in this puddle of red
Then nothing to me can ever be said
