Her Cloths Were Soaked With Mildew

Ropes Burned Their Way

Through Her Fragile Thin Wrists

I Stood Over Her

Watching To See

If She Was Going To Live Or Die

I Remember Her

Screaming And Scratching To My Arms

While I Was Tying Her Wrists

Behind Her Back

She Was Kicking Her Legs

Up And Down In My Direction

Trying To Prevent Me From Knotting The Ropes

Stop Crying

I Screamed In Her Face

You Took Me For Granted This Time

How Could Youve Done This To Me

I Said As I Punched The Ground Beside Her

Until Fists Were Sore And Bloody

Honey This Couldve All Been Different

If You Had Wanted It To Be

I Gently Whispered In Her Ear

U Dont Care What You Want Anymore

This Is What I Want Now

Dont Offer Me Anything

You Will Be Wasting You Breath