Empty stomach
Bruised knees...

Screaming as loud as I can
screaming for you...

I feel so alone
no-one here to save me...

There will always be that one person
who makes your knees shake...

Row row row Ur blade
gently down Ur arm...

Our first kiss
saved my life...

You say I'm a slag
and a back stabbing cow...

I hate the way you look
With your empty brown eyes...

Seven in the morning
I wake up thinking of you...

Alone in my kitchen
Alone in my room...

After all these months
Of sadness and depression...

I still think of the past
Hoping it will last...