Her name-
Her face-
Her smile-
Her memory...
Brings you down.

You say that you love me,
and I hear that I've changed your life.
Yet you can't forget her..

If she can bring you down,
Then why can't I help you up.
Why can't I make you happy?
Why can't I make you forget her?

She is getting her way,
Pushing you to the edge,
The edge of insanity,
and.. you still let her.

Her name you may never forget,
but put it in the past..
For everytime something about her is mentioned,
A needle goes through my heart,
My heart is not a pin cushion..