You don't know
You don't know what it's like on the other side.
You don't know what it's like to watch you slide,
down the deep end.
No, the deep end isn't here yet,
little girl, you're nowhere near it.
You don't know what it's like to watch you
tripping, slipping, falling.
I've been through it already, please God,
please spare me.
Can you prepare me for what's next?
Acid, pills, or crystal meth?
Or are you going to swallow the bottle?
Do I have to watch as the Grim Reaper dawdles?
You don't know how hard it is to hide your
dirty little secret.
Don't know how long I'll be able to
keep it.
You don't know what it's like to watch someone change
for the worse.
Tomorrow will I find you with someone else's purse?
You don't know what it's like to feel a part
inside you die.
How long can you go on
living this lie?
For this I give you such a big applaud.
You're succeeding in this world for now,when
will they notice the facade?
I hope that when you read this you hear
from my point of view,
and that no matter what you go through,
you'll know that I'll always love you.
