Here I am, stumbling down the street The rain pouring down I'm staring at my feet,
But splashing on my feet It Is my tears and not the rain They're are salty and bloodstained From my agonizing pain,
Nobody could be more mad at me than me, Why was I so stupid? Never again will she trust me,
She's asking me too many questions. Ones I want so much to Ignore But I've brought this on myself, What else could I have been asking for?
When I think about the way things are The tears roll down my face If only I could turn back time I would've never ended up In this place.