Tell me Why

I wanted to you why, I was so cold .
The way I would close all my doors and hide.
Would you have really liked to know my pain?
Because knowing you, you would of thought it was stupid.
How much blood has to hit the floor before you care?
Maybe you could come up with some excuse saying I was just to much to bear.
It's not like you didn't see the cuts across my arm.
It hurts more knowing I wasn't worth your time.
You're out of my life and to tell you the truth I don't want you back.
I can be me without you hurting me the way you can do.
Someday when you feel this way I hope you think of ME!