As you curl up in his arms,
and you close your eyes...

Scattered memories,
broken words...

Won't somone save me,
just please make me forget...

I see the way you look at her,
And it makes me want to cry...

Grip the metal and feel the cold,
it's scar after scar, the pain that shows...

Tears fill my eyes,
and I cry out your name...

She's been broken hearted,
and left to cry...

The bitter taste of salty tears,
and the sting of vodka as it numbs my pain...

Walk a mile in my shoes,
see my pain...

When I was five I'd sit on the siwngs,
and watch the teenagers hang...

I get used to this feeling,
the dark and the cold...

I still miss him with all my heart,
still cry for him and crave his touch...