• She is hanging by a thread for dear life.
    Her new companion is a knife.
    She won't tell me anything anymore.
    She just runs and cries behind a shut door.

    She laughs at the pain I bring.
    She cries until her eyes sting.
    She shuts herself away.
    She holds in tears for another day.

    I'm hurting her more and more.
    She is falling apart from her inner core.
    I can't save her from her pain.
    The only thing she allows me to do is watch her go insane.

    Everyone keeps bringing more confusion to her.
    When everyone's intentions are to keep her ashore.
    We don't want to see her fall.
    We know she is capable of being tall.

    But yet I keep hurting her more and more each day.
    I can't make this better with anything I say.
    I hate myself for killing her soul.
    This is why I never wanted her to know.

    She is officially dieing inside.
    But yet she tries to smile on the outside.
    I can't bare to see her any pain because of me.
    But yet I'm tortured to see.

    I know she can't take to much pain now.
    I don't have much longer until I hear her last ow.
    So I'm going to try to help her still.
    And I know I can with a will.

    She can't take anymore screw ups that I continue to make.
    She won't even talk to me for my sake.

    I hurt her all of the time.
    But yet I want to be with her which is a crime.
    Now I have to quit trying.
    After all...
    She can't take much pain longer.

    So I'll stay in the background and be alone.
    Tears are the only things that will be shown.
    I'll have to watch her rot and die.
    She is to fragile for her to see me cry.

    She is fading with every passing second.
    She will never forget it.
    She is dieing more and more everyday.
    She can't take much pain any longer, and thats all to say.