Stabbed in the back
You are my true love I know this for a fact
But when you stopped calling it was like a knife stabbed in my
back
At the beginning you made me feel so true
Because every time I looked back I saw you.
You were the best kind of man I’ve ever met,
But then my friend told me this was all a stupid bet.
I soon found out I was played for a fool,
And in the end you thought it was cool.
So I began to grow weak,
And poured my pain into my wrists with knifes you wouldn’t
believe,
So now you see you broke my heart and I will never be able to love
again.