i ran my nails accross your veins
and wondered what you`d say
if i stratched deep enough to open them
 
going crazy lately
maybe its the seperation
the depression
or maybe just maybe
i`ve always been like this
a little out of it
 
can you turn around
so when i breakdown
i cant see your satisfaction
and looking into your eyes
will only make it worse
lying eyes
 
i carved your name on my wrist
so when i kill myself
you`ll know it was your fault
 
figuratively speaking
you`ve already bled me dry
so i decided to save you the trouble
of killing me
i`ve always been considerate
of your feelings
 
and when you watch the casket close
say a prayer for me
maybe God will actually answer yours
 

 
 
 
 

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