Daddy couldn't save her
his little baby girl...
Disheveled photographs flood my vision
I fall, breaking, who am I...
I'm sitting here crying
crying for you...
You told me I am not that weak or that strong,
You said I would get better some day soon...
My friend the knife
Which I use to cut my wrists...
It's just a scratch
one small scratch...
She sits on her own
In the dark...
Wiry fingers with short nails,
Trace over ivory keys...
You know how like one bad thing happens like you...
Pissed off and frustrated...
Meaning immersed inside the soul
Is unsecured and running loose...
I never thought this would happen to me
Losing the one person I love that now I will never...
Do you see it
do you see the light...