ANd then you will see.

Waiting for my sadness to tare me apart.

I won't ever fill the hole in my heart.

You left me here, all alone..

with nothing, no one to call my own..

tears in my eyes, and knife in my hand..

how could you be so cruel?

To not give a second thought of the things you say and do?

Don't ask me "wheres this coming from?"

"Cause to be honest I don't know,

Do you know how stupid I you make me feel?

I wirte poems for you, of you.. and you'll never read them..

You left me here, all alone.. a wilting rose.. lost in despair..

How could you rip off my buds?

You took away my everything. and didnt even know it..

how could you do that? leave me so helpless?

You might as well came and shot a bullet through my head!

And if I were to kill you,

It;d be with a knife,

so I make it slow

make it last

and show you every bit of anger and pain you have ever brought to me

and bring it back to you

the same way it was brought to me,

through a knife"