Did i ever have a choice; in the pain you caused.
Did you even hear my voice; that's why I screamed so loud.
Wonder everyday what they had I didn't.
Drugs and alcohol created a monster, and I was timid.
Did the women bring the drugs?
Or did the drugs bring the women?
What did it do for you, that the kids and I couldn't?
Why did i love you? I was fucking stupid.
This shit hurts to bad, there's no taking this back.
Gotta hold my head up high now, I know you're not coming back around.
Kids cry for you everyday.
Wish you would of found your way.
All our hearts hurt now, really thought you were down.
I feel like I can't breathe.
Can't stop from dropping to my knees.
I'm sorry I'm giving up.
But we've really had enough.
Die from a broken heart.
We were doomed from the start.
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Kara Bunker
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