If I saw you now I would want to die,
Cause I couldn't stand to hear all your’ whining and cries.
You were always weak,
Treated me like meat.
Everyday you would just pass me by,
I would sit in my room and always cry.
I lie in bed and wonder why,
These feelings I feel haven’t healed with time.
I want to burn your memory away,
These feelings I have I could never say.
I felt this pain when ever I looked at you,
I still have the scars from all the black and blues.
I thought you were true,
But my feelings never grew.
Hit me not once but two times in a day,
When they ask me what happened, what should I say.
Your existence is sad,
Please don't get mad.
So don't raise your hand to me ever again.
Cause the marks will show and the truth I won't bend.
Walk out the door and take your memories with you,
Stick them to your back like my black and blues.