A close friends girlfriend
Who you loved to see...

Closed off from love
My heart lives in sorrow...

A blade to the skin
A knife to the heart...

I watch you from a distance
longing for you to look back...

You call her a w h o r e
You call her these names...

He sits there begging
For a spare penny or pound...

Not quite the mans best friend
As he rips your soul apart...

Tears run red
All across the paper...

The craziest time is dropped like a bomb
when you've been searching for so long...

She fades into the background
Her head always staring at the ground...

You say you hate bullies
Yet you've become one yourself...

I need a love so strong
A passion so true...