It was about ten o'clock
an you was hittin me up...

She wakes up every morning with no one around that...
he tells her he loves her only for her to find out...

She gets so sick of crying
she cant take this pain anymore...

Broken heart
boy you did the girl wrong...

All the blood dripping from that same razor that i...
this is gonna be the last time that I'm gonna here...

Cant help but think about you as much as i do...
i jus want you to no you will always have that...

Its just a question
i don't want to be played...

And the feelings just ain't the same
I'm still in love with you but not how i should be...

Why everytime i get pissed i take the razor to my...
why every scar i have is a reminder of every time...

Wishing that i had someone that would hold me...
wishing that you would have been there like you...

All alone n no one around your the only one that i...
with out you i wouldn't be me...

Wondering how life works
what makes the paths not cross like once desired...