i was naive and thought he would love me
he handed me a knife and i held it
i gave him my trust, but he could not see
it was hard and it hurt but I did quit;

and for some reason i was not relived
the pain was still there i was still holding,
holding on i thought i was strong i believed
suffocating, this love, it was choking;

i could not take it anymore, help please
i could breathe less and less, i tried to scream
i felt trapped and imprisoned, i was seized
everyone thought we were happy, it seemed;

our love burned out and i had to let go,
i loved you but oh i wish you would know.