Hurt

When we were through, my eyes were paralized from you.
Your chesnut hair, your royal blue eyes, made me cry deep down inside.
That night when you said all I was to you was a peice of led, i wasn't pretty, I wasn't nice, I wasn't the girl you wanted to like.
Under my covers I grab that knife, and I did what I knew was right.
Now I see you from afar, and I see your mine no more.