like a knife at my stomach I hold onto your memories and not knowing what I did wrong. 

Multiple times a day I drive it deep inside over and over now forced to live where I don't belong. 

All alone, lost and scared I really don't know what to do.

 I never imagined there would be a time without you.

So now my days are all the same I wake up cry and go back to sleep.

Than wake up cry back to sleep and when is late I pray for forever sleep.