As i walk alone in the forest
i think of you
the burning and torture inside of me
the pain hasn't gone away.
it has been 2 months since we broke up
since there's no more of you
there's no more of me.
Seeing back in the past
seeing myself coying inside my own world
it still has a mark in my heart.
every time i try to get the knife out
the deeper it sinks
now its all over
my pain has gone away.
every time i think of you
the knife stabbing comes back
the more i think of you
the more it sinks in my heart
but whenever i don't
the pain goes away.
so don't say you want me back
don't say your sorry
because if you were really sorry and wanted me back
you would've never left me.
