ThE KnIfE

You knew that i was a cutter,
why didn't you care?
one day you might wake up,
but i might not be there.

I wouldn't of moved on,
and i won't ever forget,
it's just that all these tears of sorrow,
have lead me to regret.

i told you that i cared about you,
and that i still love you,
but put up against your cold shoulder,
there was nothing these words could do.

Even if i ripped out my heart,
you wouldn't be impressed,
and you only told me you loved me still,
when i was half-way undressed.

I guess i should of seen it,
from that moment on,
but i wasn't going to accept it,
my love was just to strong.

I don't know why it had to end
or why you said goodbye,
but it was all those words you had spoke,
that lead me to the knife