He hates himself for being this way

He lies and cheats, thinks he's not to blame It haunts him, it feeds him

But all he does is cry and complain

He cries and complains

She cries at night, she's still confused

The boy she knew and the mental abuse

She hates him, she loved him

It's easy when there's no one to lose

But I'm not sure if you're feeling okay

I don't know if it's better this way

It's okay, it's okay, I've done it before

He drinks and takes things to ease the pain

She works and reads and enjoys the day

He dies soon and she'll thrive soon

The flowers stay, but never will bloom

But I'm not sure if you're feeling okay

I don't know if it's better this way

It's okay, it's okay, I've done it before

But I'm not sure if you're feeling okay

I don't know if it's better this way

It's okay, it's okay, I've done it before

I've done it before

I've done it before

I've done it before

I've done it before