The heart I have,
Has become rusted...

He went to his room,
Grabbed the rope he had in his closet...

People want to buy,
People want to sell...

You kept leaving me,
Finding someone new...

What would you do have there be an awkward...
Just you and I...

Theres somone else.
I Love this person...

Cuts on my wrists,
Slashes along my back...