the question is, where do i start?
you did a good job, tearing me apart.
and now you've left me all alone
no one on the end of the phone.

what u did, it hurt me bad
just 16, left so damn sad
why do i feel i deserved what u did
i wish i could ahve run and hid

six weeks after my family fell apart
u told all i had, where is ur heart?
i was young and u were old
u said i'd die if i told

so, here i am again,pushed 2 a blade
i had no control, it was u who made
made me hate this world again
a hate for u, and all men.

i still cut if i think of u
something triggers, what u used 2 do
i'll take this pain out on myself
i will suffer, and my health

the world keeps turning,around me here
i will fight u despite the fear
u have killed me once before
it's hard to do it anymore.

the tears fell down, and i crumbled
everything u said to me was mumbled
u won't hurt me anymore
you got right into the core

i am getting all control back
gaining everything u lack
i will learn to trust once more
now i've walked and shut the door.