You Had to Be A Stud

I'm laying in my cold crimson blood.
You had to go off and be a stud.
Did I not give you what you want?
It doesn't matter now, you're ******.
The last few things I see as i lay there dying,
you're kneeling next to me screaming and crying.
It's funny how you act like you really cared.
Just kneeling there with tears falling, you're scared.
The people in white suits bring me to the ER.
While my blood is dripping down to the floor.
They can't save me, I don't want to be saved!
I got my wish as my whole life caved.