What's Left Of Me: Unplugged

Eight months since I saw you
But I'm still in your bedroom
On my skin I can feel you
Rotting in those blue sheets
Did you ever even love me?
Do I haunt you like you haunt me?
You are my hands, my lips, my cheek
Robbing me every time I speak
The marks that you left still crawl on me
What's left of me?

Out on the street, yeah, you were dragging my hand
Took what I had, and then you left me for dead
Now I'm on my knees, and I'm just trying to forget
Ooh, what would it take for you to finally leave?
I scrub my skin so hard that I start to bleed
Wonder if now it's just a part of me

Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Mm-mm

And I know that I should have known better
But it was so cold in the middle of December
It's almost been a year and I never thought I'd be in this room
But I feel you watch me while I sleep
The grease in my hair, the rot in my teeth
There's blood on your hands, I'm sorry I bleed
What's left of me?
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Out on the street, yeah, you were dragging my hand
Took what I had, and then you left me for dead
Now I'm on my knees and I just wanna forget
Oh-ooh, what would it take for you to finally leave?
I scrub my skin so hard that I start to bleed
Wonder if now it's just a part of me

Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh