You think you know me ...
you think you've got me figured out but you dont know anything you dont know how i sit at home crying every night or how i cut myself just to feel something again because now that you're out of my life, i can't feel anything but the feelings are coming back and my tears are starting to dry my scars are still here, but who cares now that you are out of my life i think i'll be okay for once after you left, i was miserable but guess what? i don't care any more you think you know i won't kill myself so why am i standing here with the knife in my hand why am i even thinking of you any more? |