Everyday

Everyday I take a minute to stop and think of you,
I think of the things you use to say and what you use to do.

Everyday I sit alone and all I wonder is Why?
Why did you say I love you, if you chose to make me cry.

Everyday I grabb my faithful knife,
and with one swipe I take my life.

Everyday is eternity, and thats all I have left.

Nothing you can say or do, can take these tears Ive wept.