You see him, he looks at you, and you look away.
The tension builds, as he walks slowly towards you
You don’t know what to do your body tenses
You feel anger or not speaking, he looks worried,
On the floor I find you there
in my life the biggest scare
thinking that I didnt care
now you have inbedded blood stains in your hair
please your story could you share...
These tears I cry are not just sorrow
These tears I cry judge if I live tomorrow
These tears I cry are not just salt
These tears I cry are not my fault