The blade rests upon my skin
Forward and back it slides again...
Living in a house where you used to walk
Where you used to live and breathe, hurts...
Cold hands across my neck
Choking on lies you've repeated...
Pulling out the cutting board
Taking out the knife...
I'm the worst friend
You said it yourself...
Despair is fiiling my heart
Sorrow filling my soul...
Your smile leaves an impression on my eyelids
As I close them for the night of horrid dreams...
They called her,
"Ashley!"...
Your blood pours into mine
As we lay here and die...
Pain and blood
Run through my mind...
I can't look into someones eyes
Without seeing how they really feel...
Evil little fingers
Wrap around my heart...