With my head hung low, you search for my eyes, but all you see is darkness. I am empty on the inside, hollowed out. You scraped every last bit of happiness out of me. So here i sit in the shady corner, tears of black streaming down my face, the knife goes deeper, and deeper. It doesn't seem to hurt anymore because i sit there and think this is going to be over forever now there's nothing to worry about any more. This is my happy ending, slow and painful is all that counts, it's what put me here, underground, beneath this bed of roses, and moist soil. I see you mourning, grieving, you know it's your fault. You know what put me here. You tried to make it better but in the end i was already broken. Nothing could fix me. This was my only happy ending...
