Do You See The Hurt In My Eyes
When You Told Me: My Best Ist Good Enought
Do You See These Blood Tears Stream Down My FAce
When You Told Me: You Never Did Love Me
Do You See The Scres On My Wrist
When You Told Me: Im To Ugly To Be Yours
Do You See Me Getting Skinnier And Skinnier
After You Told Me: Im To Fat To Lay In Your Arm
Do You See The Emptyness In Me
After I Told You: You Took Everything From Me
Theres Nothing Left To Give You
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