DAYS TURN INTO NIGHTS AND I LAY QUIET ON MY BED THINKING OF YOU BUT THE SPACE NEXT TO ME IS EMPTY AS I TURN MY HEAD BESIDE ME I REMEMBER THE HELL YOU PUT ME THROUGH AND I GRIP THE SHEETS WANTING TO RIP THEM APART I WANT TO TEAR YOU APART FROM THE INSIDE OUT SO YOU COULD EXPERIENCE JUST A GLIMPSE OF ALL THE OF PAIN YOU MADE ME FEEL