You ask me why so many times,
You even cry! It's just a lie,
For if open my mouth to speak,
You just turn away from me.
You scream and shout your anger out,
It's all my fault there is no doubt,
But when it's time to use you ears,
You suddenly find it hard to hear.
Cant make a sound the t.v's on,
Waiting for me to be gone,
You cant even pretend you care,
It's easier to tell me "go upstairs"
It doesnt matter anyway,
Dont you worry i will be ok,
I'll go to my room and close the door,
Take my knife out of the drawer,
In my blood i drown my sorrows,
You wont be seeing me tomorrow. |
