Is it that all i am to you is i am some sort of doll you can throw around and break?

Living in a nightmare

Its up to you what you do but don't tell me what i can n cnt do

Your flithy hands smother me

Destruction of the heart leads to destruction of the wrist

I don't see the point in leaveing because no one will notice me gone

Is it to much to ask to be like a father an daughter should be?

Excuse me, but could i have my life back?

Once again i've said what i've had to say but you still don't listen

You may not see, but because of you i'm lying in my own blood