I feel as if you watch over me,
but I know you can't talk back,
so here I am trying,
to be here for you.
I always leave a spot for you,
and never let it go.
If you were here you'd do the same,
and I'd always be right there.
As days go by I know you'll see,
how much I did love you.
But I'm not sure how long I can
go on without my girl.
Maybe to make the time go by,
I could come visit you.
I guess that's why I have this knife,
held up against my neck.

