Sittin' in the dark all alone
with my dead heart and my broken soul.
There's nothin' I could say to make you turn around and face my pain.
On the floor cold and numb
laying in the middle of a pool of blood.
Cut my wrists thinking it'd be fun.
Opening my eyes only seeing black.
Feeling my heart beating slower, wishing I could go back.
Flashing back to all the phone calls, thinking of your voice.
Knowing damn well that dying is my only choice.
The image of you is the only thing I see
wondering if I was everything you thought I'd be.
Having you hold me in your arms was my only thought
looking back at all the pain it brought.
Thinking of all the things I didn't say or do
giving up everything to be with you.
