The day

The day I lost you,
The day I got the call,
the strike of the knife across my heart.
You had to take your life

You had to take your life
and know I will pay
I will live each and everyday
Knowing that I wasn't there
You told me that
I wasn't there
I wasn't there to help
when you needed me the most.
But know the pain every time I read that paper.
I could have helped,
but I was gone.

The night you left
It made me mad
and it mad me sad,
I am now lost without you
and I cant help but think
if I was there
You'd be here.

The day I lost you
They day I got the call
Like a hundred stabbing knifes
its my turn to fall.