I can't describe how I feel when I look in your eye
Staindin there starin at the reflection of I
You complete me, when I'm down n no one else can
I'm just so happy we'll remain hand n hand
Our memories are etched like cuts on a wrist
Never understood our connection but soon I did
And as we got more serious people got nervous
The loved ones in my life said I din deserve this
Counseling for years, hoping they'd open my eyes
But they never did so my closest friends cried
It tore em a part them selfish little bastards
I'm finally happy, but that just didnt matter
They said that you'd be my death, but I didn't listen
I just shurgged em off like they had no opinion
And even though they were right, I just din see it
I just turned into this man, that I din like bein
Slowly this thought crept into my head
If I keep down this road was told I'd be dead
Knowing that shit scared the fuck outa me
Especially knowing, everyone doubted me
Except for you there was no-one else
So when i was down I'd turn to you for help
Even when tempers flared and we would argue
I want you to know I neva ment to harm you
Even when I squeezed with all of my mite
You dug deep down inside and put up a fight
Scrapping down full force, dug in deep
And wouldn't stop cutting until I would bleed
Then I'd let you go, escape from your grip
Take a towel and wipe up all that you did
Thats when our affair was soon interupted
As my parents stromed in, this situation erupted
That night when everyone finally cooled off
I got called downstairs and we had a talk
My actions arent rational, i tilted my head down
Water dripped from my eyes as I glanced around
They told me it has to stop, I can't see her anymore
They just didn't understand it's not just any whore
She may get passed around to some of my friends
But she always comes back to me in the end
How will I break the news to her shes so fragille
But i was told disposal of her, is winning half the battle
Heres where the story turns and twists up the plot
You think I'm rapping bout my girlfriend? well I'm not
Now your thinkin back lookin for the mayjor change
I'm talkin bout depression, n a kid w/ a razor blade
