Your love makes me sick

You couldn’t just leave me alone,
You’re stuck in my side like a thorn,
Well done, you’ve broken my heart,
It lies on the floor, torn.

If your heart was a weapon,
Your heart would be a knife,
Slicing through me,
Slicing my heart,
Erasing my life.

Our love is now dead,
Lifeless, like a corpse,
Your hatred the key,
My fear the source.

The love has all gone,
Taken away by the reaper,
Your pain made me strong,
Your joy made me weaker,

You deserve all you get,
Your love made me run,
If you get hurt it serves you right,
Your love was a gun.

The bullet from which tried to kill me,
But I made it stop,
I won’t let you get me down,
I’ll get back on top.

You won’t, you’re below me,
Put down by the distress,
The distress, that’s now yours, not mine,
My pain is less.

You don’t deserve happiness,
You deserve to live in the night,
Never to see the light of day,
Never to see the sight.

Never to see the sight of love,
You can never feel it,
My hearts stronger now like steel,
Your penetrating thoughts can’t hit.

They can’t pierce my heart,
Can’t make me cry,
Can’t make me feel hurt,
Can’t make me die.

You, on the other hand,
You can feel the pain,
You can feel the hurt,
It will drive you insane.

You’ll know how I felt,
When my heart was torn in two,
You’ll feel like there's nothing there,
That’s how I felt because of you.

You can’t come crawling back,
You can’t be so pathetic,
I won’t be second best,
It just makes me sick.

You made your choice now live with it,
There's no one else to blame,
You’ve done all this to yourself,
With your fragile little game.