I walk down the hall,
I feel all the stares...
They know what ive been through.
They know that im all alone.
Everyone says you still love me,
That he was just making a stupid decision.
But when i see you, i know you wanted it this way...
I sit on the bathroom floor, with a sharp razor blade in hand.
This is what youve resorted me to.
This is how i feel.
As i start to to cut, i get hazey, i see your face.
Your perfect face, just laughing at my depression.
I scream,
Though no one can hear me.
For now ive gone,
And its all because of you.
