Paroles de hell

Oh, Danna Do you think about me too? 'Cause I'm so depressed for you, for you A black knife In my hands, it have our names I cut my veins they bleed for you again Oh, Danna I see you with someone else Why you're making this a living hell? I'll hold you With the knife around my hands I cut my skin, you hurt me any way We are not together We are not together Fuck We are not together We are not together Together Together