Murder me with your love

There is my dead body laying
in the casket. Here come people paying
their respects to me. But they
all wonder how I died. Doctors say
it may have been natural cause but
you and I both know that it was the invisible cut
from your love. I still remember it even though I'm dead.
I bet you do too you faker, you remember how I bled
from that invisible cut that ripped deep
into my heart causing my heart to weep.
Stop faking your sadness, just tell
them how you caused my heart to swell
and burst and scream out, "I hate You!"
I hate you! But now I don't have to go through
that again, well you're not saying it but I just saw a dove
and he knows that you murdered me with your love
You Murderer...
You Murderer...
Murderer, Murder me with your love.