then again he said those words
he called me beautiful
he was not in his right state of mind
it might not even be true
but he kissed me
then again he said those words
he called me beautiful
we became friends
he is a really nice guy
funny, witty, and smart
then again he said those words
he called me beautiful
i think i am starting to fall for him
i know it is wrong
he is taken
then again he said those words
he called me beautiful
i have fun being around him
how can things that feel so right
be so completely wrong
then again he said those words
he called me beautiful
nothing can happen
i can't let myself
it will hurt my best friend
then again he said those words
he called me beautiful
no matter how much i want it
i have no choice
but to not have it
then again he said those words
he called me beautiful
once again i am left alone
i should be used to it
but i am not
then again he said those words
he called me beautiful
i picked up the blade today
thinking that was the only way
to let my feelings poor
at least thats what it felt like before
but i was wrong
the blood is flowing strong
maybe i cut to deep
nothing more to do but weep
and hope it is over soon
before someone finds me in this room
the blood continues to flow
and ever darker the light does grow
starting to feel numb
soon i will succumb
to the eternal sleep of death
and breathe my very last breath