The blood runs down my arm
Just like the tears that run down my face
Every night, Every day
I let you do it though
I let you get me this way
I let you use me; I let you lie to me
Nothing could be worse than the pain that you give me
All I wanted was a chance
A chance to show you that I could be like her
The sad thing is, you pulled me in
I gave you all of me
I let you have the benefit of the doubt
It's getting worse though, and if I dont stop
If I dont stop wanting you, needing you, striving for your attention
There wont be another time
You wont be able to use me; you wont be able to lie to me
Because
There wont be a me....
