Leave me a scar

Hope never seemed so far.
Leave me a scar,
Leave me a scar.
I'm tearing apart.
This boy, this boy,
He broke my heart.
How did I forget that?
As I crept up into his room
Late one night.
I remember how it felt,
Having him hold me,
Having him there for me
When no one else gave a damn.
But yet, he still fills me
With nothing but regret.
He whispered into my ear,
Love me. I did. I had no choice
But to obey him. But now,
I'm not even sure what I feel
About this boy. Is it only lust
Fogging up my brain
Driving me insane?
And if that's all there is, then
Why can't I find something
Else in this world that
Fills that hole in my heart,
Like he does?
Maybe there just isn't anything else.
Nothing more. Nothing worth
Living for. So, Greg, leave me a scar.
Leave me a scar.
I want something to remind
Me of you when this
World is through.
And if a scar is
All I have left of you,
When this goddamn world is finally through,
Then hope will not seem so far.
Just leave me with a scar,
Before I tear myself apart.