Should I care,
if he doesn't like me...

I am a port writing of my pain,
I am a person living a life of shame...

I feel so alone,
and yet your here...

Baby,
I put my life on hold for you...

They,
they don't see me...

Why?
Why is it that every time...

I know i get on your nerves,
& make your mind go around in curves...

No one hears me screaming,
trying to beg for help...

I open my bedroom door,
and see the ugly world...

Everyone tells me you love me,
and you wanna be with me...

The razor is my companion,
we belong together...

We used to be best friends,
but everything comes to an end...