| From a Tear-Streaked Face How could you do that As I lay here Crying on the floor Loving you to peices Hating myself Wanting to die So vulnerable to everything you do How could you do that When one thing could break me Make me fall crashing to the floor The hard cold floor How could you just leave me Tell me to cut And tell me to burn And leave me Alone with my monsters Scared of what they'll do Scared of what I'll do How could you just leave me |