You tell me you love me as you for another whiskey.
If I were gone would you even miss me?
Im starting to think that you dont care.
As you give me a cold stare.
You say she didn't care.
My mother was never there.
I cry myself to sleep at night.
Begging for the daylight.
Just another second closer to getting away from you.
I've tried to hide, the secrets inside.
But you wouldn't know
Because you only show
You "love" with names
And shame.
I can feel the blood come from within
As you give me the wicked grin.
The blood on the razor is dry.
I cant pull myself to dine
With the devil and demons inside
Im stuck with you
And im trying to
Make it out alive
