your eyes burn

I feel your eyes on me,
It burns,
Oh it hurts more than,
The knife you,
Drove into my back.

Everywhere I go,
I can feel your eyes,
Beaming down on me,
You may be out of my life,
But you’re certainly not dead.

Oh you may not be dead yet,
But when I’m done with you,
You’ll wish you were.

Everywhere I go,
I can feel your eyes,
Beaming down on me,
You may be out of my life,
But you’re certainly not dead.

No one cheats on me,
And gets away with it,
No one uses me,
For a boy,
Without consequences,
You will go down,
Without a name.

Everywhere I go,
I can feel your eyes,
Beaming down on me,
You may be out of my life,
But you’re certainly not dead.

Hand me that knife,
You put into my back,
I’ll put it in your face,
Like you threw everything in my face,
And it exploded,
You’re going down the drain,
With no name.

Everywhere I go,
I can feel your eyes,
Beaming down on me,
You may be out of my life,
But you’re certainly not dead.

© Becky Baillargeon 2010