One night he was standing there
next to my bed watching me cry
all that he could do was stare
all i could do is wonder why
why did i bother with such a thing
some guy whom i thought i loved
he made my heart sting
all i did was loved
he left leaving me crying in bed
he left me lonely and cold
nothing more was said
everything was done and will turn to mold
that one night a lot was said
not with words but emotions
nothing else was lead
no more senssations
i woke up balling that night
i heard my knife and razor
my mom tucked me back in bed tight
i could only see 1 color
black dark black bold black
my 2 friends asked if i wanted to play
i flipped over the jack
i had nothing to say
to this day i regret every moment of that night
i didnt only hurt myself but i hurt the people that cared
i packed the knives and razors up tight
all i have of that one night is scars to share
