Run

She called it love.  
 
The needle pierced my skin and  
I saw blood.  
 
She said it would be fun.  
 
I wanted to pack my bags and  
Run.  
 
All I wanted was someone.  
 
But, she wouldn't stop until  
We were both dead and gone.  
 
She sung a sad song.  
 
I found myself lost in a  
World I didn't belong.  
 
Everything was wrong.  
 
So, I walked away and  
Told her, "I'm done".