Pain pain, hurt, lonliness. All different types of pain. 
Yet somewhat they're all the same.
I've felt them all, don't try to convince me that I haven't,

Because I know probably better than you ever would what kind
of pain you can go through.
Losing family, losing friends, due to war, due to
depression, losing all your faith in ever finding the one,
being broken and torn, being hurt and getting 
Absorbed in your depression, so far you can't get out,
Being let downa nd shot up, and being called names.
Slut whore ho bitch, I've been called them all.
It's because I'm not liked by the preps, they all spread
shit about me,
Well fuck them they're not the ones that hurt me. It was
you, you're the one, the one who tore my heart out.
It was you, you're the one, the one who killed my soul.
It was you, you're the one the  that made my heart cry,
It was you, you're the one that never let me go.
This and more all in the gaem, the game of too much pain,
It hurts it BURNS it won't let go, until you decide to.