Give me a paper and pen
So i can write about my life of sin...

U say it helps 2 cut
When all u r doing is bringing more pain...

U say I changed
U say I am different from what I was...

U looked into my eyes
And saw thoughts race through my mind...

You said you would stay
You said we were friends...

Why do these memories replay
In this little mind of mine...

As i sit in this room
reminiscing about the past...

The day u said goodbye
cut deeper than any dagger you could throw...