The wounds in my back have healed
But sometimes I swear I still feel
The ghost of your knife
Try and claim my life
Like it's nothing, not a big deal
I try to be the bigger person
I try to walk away
But no matter how hard I try
Or how much I cry
I end up crawling back to the pain
Wishing I would have done something
To try and stop you and your little game
I still stand by
Just a pawn in your eyes
For you to play with
and then throw away
Mar 4, 2021
Mar 4, 2021 at 12:37 PM UTC
The wounds in my back have healed
But sometimes I swear I still feel
The ghost of your knife
Try and claim my life
Like it's nothing, not a big deal
I try to be the bigger person
I try to walk away
But no matter how hard I try
Or how much I cry
I end up crawling back to the pain
Wishing I would have done something
To try and stop you and your little game
I still stand by
Just a pawn in your eyes
For you to play with
and then throw away
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