I may not remember the words
But I'll surely remember
How you made me feel
I embrace your words
Like thorns to my soul
You curse my sensitivity
But how can I not be
For you handpicked my own knife
And constantly taunt me with it
You made me who I am
And you won't even take me back
You know what
Drop the knife act
I'd prefer a bullet
So all this pain can just end
I want it to
But wait your supposed to love me the most
So why can't you?
