She tried to tell you how she was broken, but she was
too scared.
She tried to tell you how she felt, but she knew you didn't
care.
She was there for you whenever you needed her, hoping you would
do the same.
She tried to open up, but you were playing her like a game.
Using her own feelings against her, holding her hostage
against herself.
She already is depressed, do you even know how she felt?
She cut her wrists,dyed her hair.
Tried to make you begin to care.
You didn't notice, you didn't glance.
You were her only chance.
You were her reason for life,
her reason to grab the knife.
You were her lifeline, and you knew it.
You did what you could, and you blew it.
Now she's gone and you're all broken.
Guess before you should've
spoken.
