First you were the love of my life
Then you stabbed my heart with a knife
As I bled I begged and begged
For you to stop the bleeding
But only deaf ears hear my pleading
So you know what I did?
I grabbed the needle and thread
And began to stitch
Every puncture hurt
But not as bad as the bleeding wound
Now it’s closed up tight
Til this day it’s still not right
But you know what?
The hurt it lessened
If you read this you’re sure to get the lesson!
