You tore me up,
deep inside.
And every day,
I try not to cry.
It got so much worse,
the more you told.
You made my heart turn stone cold.
As time went by,
I wandered why,
You had to tell me all those lies.
Now all I'm filled up with,
is hate.
the marks on my wrist?
they wont go away.
There are so many things i want to say,
but I'm filled up,
with too much pain.
You made me better,
then you made me worse.
Its like i have this awful curse.
Now all I'm left with,
is memories,
all because you left me.
So next time you yell my name,
it wont be the same.
i wont come back to you anymore,
i will not be your little *hore.
I want you to know,
i still love and care,
but next time you want me,
I'm not gunna be there.
I want to go running back to you,
but it's something i just cant bring myself to do.
you tore me up,
deep inside,
and every day i try not to cry.
Today will be different,
i know it will...
today i'll stop taking those little pills.
Today is the day,
i will NOT cry.
Today is the day
i'll commit suicide.
