Through the darkest times of my life,
The one thing thats been stable is my knife,
The crying and slitting,
Thinking of dying and being hitten,
I watch myself cry,
Thinking of my life,
which to me is a pathetic lie.
Things were great,
I had all my mates,
But as soon as I met you,
My life started to turn into a dark shade of blue,
You were my first love,
And now ill make sure you'll be my last love..
The pain is more then i ever thought,
Just for that moment I was caught,
Caught in your eyes,
While I was saying I'm sorry this is goodbye,
You love her,
I love you,
Theres nothing else for us to do,
So let me cut with this knife,
Saying goodbye to my excuse of a life,
I'm sorry it had to be this way,
but your the one who chose not to stay
