You might as well stabbed me with a knife and let me die…
Instead of slowly torturing me to death and leavening me here to cry…
Every beat that my heart makes I pray it’s the last…
Coz I can’t move on to the future when I’m stuck in the past…
Memories of us haunt me night and day…
So many words that are stuck in my throat that I’m unable to say…
Like how when you hugged me I wished you’d never let go…
And how I wish that you could let your love show…
Seconds turn into minutes…Minutes into hours…Hours into days….
As I try to forgot you in so many ways…
But nothing is getting you out of this head of mine…
So I’ll just do what I do best is but on a smile and pretend I’m fine…
