Love is a razor, used to cut the soul
My life has never seemed full.
Broken and battered I lay in dust,
Staying alive isn’t a must.
Life is torture as you see,
I lay crying on bended knee.
While you were here, life was great
Once you left I became live bait.
Attacked bya nyone and everyone near
I have nothing left in life to fear.
I’m not afraid of when I die
Happiness is a thing money can’t buy.
Love me not for who I am,
Kiss goodbye what you can.
