Everyday i wonder why
what causes such evil
and everyday i cry
but i don’t reveal
and everyday i lie
saying none of its real

hell no i say if i believed in that
but i did and now look, where I’m at
stuck like a car with a flat
i cant move on…then a splat

that’s the sound of me falling apart
pulling this knife right out my heart
up that staircase i depart
i didn’t believe, but now i start
suicide, damn that wasn’t smart

I call it murder, and shes responsible
carried it out, oh so casual
the weapon was love, she held the handle
took one shot, words were the pistol
she said there’s someone else, in our puzzle
i said i need to know, and she started to ramble

but this ain’t no angel
its just a beautiful devil
deceiving me to believing that we were fateful
to say that we would overcome anything tearful
and that we could be anything able

lies all of it, damn who is she?
one things for sure, not my baby
she was a cover up, call her acne
she saw right through me, call her ghostly
looked like the original, nah just a copy
i saw her for who she was, i dropped to fifty
i went down from a hundred, my trust was faulty

well whats that ahead? must be the finish line
i ran faster, nah just another sign
that i would be getting better, from rain to shine
getting over her became the outline
and i finally grew back a spine
i could walk but not play, so i recline
just use my story as another guideline