as i sit here i remember
the lies you told me last september

i loved you, i thought you loved me
but its all just a fake memory

you ripped my heart out
and tore it without dought

why i ask why?
as i sit here and cry

the tears run down my arm
blood tears from my harm

you said you'd die for me
well here's your chance, see?

but your to busy
to care about me

you'v got your own life to mind
so you left me behind

it only hurts for a little
my skin is so brittle

so easy to cut
i feel like a slut

the blood drops to the floor
puddleing now more and more

i smile as i fade away
i wont see another day
 
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