You can't fix what you have left. The holes go through, and blood runs down my chest.
There are still scars on my back from your knife. Just to let you know, you almost caused the end of my life.
Although what you've caused still hurts, I don't care anymore when you treat me like dirt.
I'm gonna try to stitch up my wounds, but the damage you have caused.... My heart is now doomed.
After all the hurt you put me through, just know that I still love you.