A day, a night, a setting sun |
A joy, a laugh, a new born hope |
You're the one who treats me like dirt; |
I hope you know I really hate you... |
Even though I smile back, once you're gone I whisper three words I really shouldn't say... |
I cannot believe the happiness I felt while I was living through your abuse. |
Your kind words used me |
I wish you knew how much I hate you... |
Even with hell burning all around me, I still keep my sight set on my one and only goal: |
And as the blade cuts deeper, I know I will not be able to cover up the scar and erase the memories from my mind... |