He walk out on her, with her on the kitchen floor, knife across her wrist, in a pool of blood.

Leave me here in the bathroom with a razor against my wrist.

Leave me here on the kitchen floor in a puddle of tears.

Carve your name into my arm, that way you will be with me forever.

So muck me about and ruin all my dreams...you're the one i love what do i exspect

I hate loving you but i love hating you...

I love him but i can't stand to be in a room with him

Hold my hand, and let the world see, that i'm broken.

If life is so great and the world so amazing why do i wish i would die?

Sometimes i do wonder why being alive and young is so good.