Salt in the Wound

You couldn't let it be
You could of let me bleed
Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound

You could of let me heal
I hate the way it feels
Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound

Being dead must be better than this
Already hurts but you couldn't resist
Moving on way to quick
I'm not expected a way to end it
Like a bullet that didn't go threw
It's stuck inside just like you
Making me hate like you always do
Now your fucking him like we were nothing

You couldn't let it be
You could of let me bleed
Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound

You could of let me heal
I hate the way it feels
Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound

Your picking at my scars my worlds been torn apart
Everywhere I turn there you are to humiliate me you must hate me
When there's nothing left and I take my last breath
Will I finally be at rest while your both laughing hope your happy

You couldn't let it be
You could of let me bleed
Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound

You could of let me heal
I hate the way it feels
Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound

It's burning I can't take the pain
I said it's burning I can't take the pain of when your rubbing salt in the wound

You couldn't let it be
You could of let me bleed
Instead it seems you keep rubbing salt in the wound

You could of let me heal
I hate the way it feels
Now I suffer still your rubbing salt in the wound