Because of her

by Kirsten

You were crying
When you came to my door

Something told me it had to do with
That w*ore

I wish you could see
how good we could be

If she wasn't around
To bring you down

But you always said
I feel better when we talk on your bed

Your the one who understands
Me were would I be without you

But when the sun raised
You were gone

And I thought to myself
Why do I always have to help