You put a knife up to my throat.
I said I'll kill myself if you don't...

I could've guessed that since you made our love...
You'd never call...

I don't know why,
But there's a empty hole inside...

U drop the knife.
Blood dripping...

Y me?
Crying like this...

Y?
Did u think it was going to cover u...

The first time I saw u
I thought U were so fine...

I ask for your love,
But I see no affection...

Did I do something wrong?
No more calls...

Praying on the floor.
Sobbing for it to end...

He says he loves me.
He says he will always care...

Why does he not feel?
Can he not see...