• You know it's bad when you can't say their name,
    And you can only get halfway through it at best.
    Then your throat just closes up and you can't speak.

    You know it's bad when you tell people you don't know them when they ask.
    Because if you do you will remember what happened
    Or you'll they'll make you say their name,
    And you won't be able to.

    You know it's bad when your tears won't come,
    And you want to cry, but you can't.
    All the tears just stay in there,
    And it hurts worse than if you did cry.

    You know it's bad when you can't look at them
    Without feeling hurt.
    Even when they just sit across the room,
    You feel hurt.

    You know it's bad when they walk by
    And you remember all the bad,
    But all the good escapes you…
    As if it never happened.

    You know it's bad when they laugh at you as they walk by.
    And you let them.
    As if it doesn't hurt, but it does.
    And they know so they keep laughing.

    You know it's bad when you lose the ability to smile,
    And all the joy you once had.

    You know it's bad when it takes you awhile to get back up when they push you down.
    And you let them keep pushing you,
    As if you don't care.

    You know it's bad when the empty feeling you have won't go away.
    Everywhere you go you feel nothing.
    Always nothing.

    You know it's bad when it still hurts.
    No matter how long it's been,
    It still hurts.

    You know it's bad when you can't say their name.