Tick. Tock.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
Time is ticking, trying to turn
They fell and trip, you torn them apart.

Time is running out
They wanna make it
But you won’t let them.

Tick . Tock. Tick. Tock.
What was wanted and been waiting
Was for you to wave yourself good-bye
For you to disappear,
Is what they needed.

Each of your words
Failure. Ugly. Worthless.
One word.
Biggest pain.

Day by day
You seem to torture them
They look for a friend
But instead you put them down

How can they forget
If you make them regret
Their smile,
They’re fake…
But what’s real,
Their heartache…
Why would you start
To create a broken-heart?
You have the power
To crush them apart
Their bare skin
“Hurting” is written
With the used of their own flesh
You suffocate them
To the point…
They took their last breath instead…

Your punches didn’t make them stop
But your words that made them snap

They wanted you to go away
To see another day
But their heart could no longer bear

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
Time is up!
Another life was taken away
Tormented…
Wasted…