Xx_I Mean Nothing To You_xx |
To cry is to know that you're alive |
Memories, sharp as daggers |
The hurt she cant handle overflows to a knife, |
Each moment of courage her own life she saves, |
..i am crying, a part of me is dying..and these are the confessions of a broken heart.. |
A daddy to hold me..that’s what I needed |
I can't do this all on my own, |
One tear hit the hard wood |
Another glass of whisky and it still don't kill the pain, |