Life

In life you know the way it will end
when you try and try
but you cant defend

so heres a story
one i struggle to tell
i hardly tell it
makes me feel unwell

was it my fault
now i lost my mate
i suppose it was her own fault
i mean she was on line at 8

and to have not much money and the latest phone
why didn't she keep her bag at her side
why couldn't she leave her money at home

i made sure she was safe why did she divert
i left her waiting for the bus
and because she did
look at all the hurt

she didn't no it would happen
neither did i
but its the way it goes
its just shitty life

well even i no that
i see a picture the knife
i herd her screaming when i was walking back home
then i started to run she didn't answer her phone

and when i was there i new she was going to die
attempting to ring the police
the thug threatened me too
i broke on the pavement and began to cry

its closed now that dark alleyway
the mans bin looked up
would of bin killed if i add my way

i should of stayed wid you waiting for the bus
please please don't forget about us

its a shitty world
and now i leave a shitty life
all because of that not so shiny knife