Wondering why, and what i did wrong,
Are you there, just pick up the phone,
Words coming out of my mouth, that i have never said,
The whispers of pain, as I shove my knife through your head,
Blood gushing out, upon my shivering hands,
What happened that night, that I do not understand,
Pick up the pieces, sew them back together,
There's still a piece, but i can't remember,
I got on my knees and cried, Tears of hate dripped down my thigh,
To bad I do not know what happened that night!
