Black tears run down my oily cheek
and lands on my cut that i made
on the bottom of my wrist
I just can`t quite explain
the pain i`ve been through with you
and all your awful gains
whatever i tried to say
you`d just push me away
another blade, another night
another nightmare of you
my bathroom is my 2nd home
because no one can disrupt me
while i`m getting over that booze
it`s hard for me to smile
when tears make it before my lips
my parents don`t give a shit
they let me do whatever I wish
I try to cut and see how much it bleeds
so well , i give up when i start to fall asleep
my mind gets weak
and i cant stand up
the next night i`m throwing up
i didnt choose this life
you chose it for me
and now its clear to see
these black tears
were made to bleed.
 
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