1 cut, 2 cut, 3 cut 4 cut, cut some more
5 cut, 6 cut, 7 cut, 8 cut just do more...

My trust for you is gone
as is a life in a rose that has now wilted...

As I stare into the black abyss
It is not as black as it use to be...

I miss your laughter, smile and gentleness
I miss the things you asked me too do for you...

Here I am standing in front of you
Broken into pieces...

You care so much about me you would die for me
I care so much about you I would die for you...

Do u know the feeling how someone needs ur help...
You know the feeling about being scared for that...

There love is so pure
They are meant to be together...

Here I am once again
I am on the edge of a razor blade...

So she is just sitting there just thinking
thinking of the good...

There love is so pure
They are ment to be together...

Why is it that i always get hurt and get left...
why is it that u never need me anymore...