Through Thin Walls

I here him say my name through thin walls,
Whisperd words not worth repeating,
I cry more,
she called me his whore,
I wish I never heard the things you said,
I wish you were never in my bed,
Thoughts I can't help but to think,
I could use another spiked drink,
I can't reamber life before,
He changed my life for ever more,
I cryed myself to sleep more times then I can count,
I wish this was just a bad dream,
I could then at lest forget,
This burning memorie that hunts me,
I wish I knew what it felt like to be free.