Look what you've done

I'm sitting here with a knife in my hand
There is blood everywhere
Why do I do this to myself?
I was never a cutter
Look what you did to me

How can you see me suffer and not care just one little bit?
How can you sit there and pretend that nothing happened?
How can you just watch everything that we had drift away into nothing?

Once again I'm sitting here with a knife in my hand
There is blood everywhere
Why did I do this to myself?
I was never one to think about suicide
Look what you did to me

Theres no turning back now