you dont deserve to be happy and free
not when you took my soul and made a prisoner of me
jabbed the knife right into my back
took my life from me, youve got the blood that i lack
just stay away cause i need you gone
im running away still, even though its been so long
but i just cant get your out of my head
crying and falling onto my bed
pillow stained with tears wasted on you
though i tried to tell, you never knew
you turned your back and followed your lies
you changed the story and laughed at my demise
whats the point of love when in the end you die?
eating away, feelings lost to me
decay and death is all that i see
its been longer than six months
your voice still rings in my mind
i thought time healed wounds
but time just makes me hide
so whats left, ill keep the knife
cause it protruding from my back just seems so right