Sitting in my bathroom
Unsure of what to say...
Slowly Slipping
Back into old ways...
Shes left lying
On her bedroom floor...
Everyone preaches to me
But they always ask to see...
Why do I do this
When I know it isn't right...
Why did I let myself
Fall back in love with you...
Everybody tells me
These years are the best...
I'm sorry dear
But i have some questions to ask...
I woke up this morning
And something just wasn't right...
She was perfect
It had seemed...
Razor blade by my side
I'm sitting on my bed...
All of these feelings
That I have never felt before...