Memorys of a cutter

People ask me everyday do you cut or have you cut ?
when i answer they ask who,what where and when.
as if they give a damn.
there he was walking hand in hand with my best friend
there he was talking shit to everyone about how hes getting some from her.
there he was playing me like a fool.
i ran home called we talked for three hours
he tried to calm me down by saying we weren't really dating.
as if that was OK to go out with my best friend behind my back ,
ran into the bathroom trying to catch my breath the room was spinning as i reached for the razor.
so now back to the the the who what where and.
if you didn't read close enough . then you don't give a damn.